Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me!

drwex said, of Mitt Romney, "I wonder what he'll do to piss off the Polish."

My response:

Let's ask our panel. Paula Poundstone?
He'll go to a pierogie festival and tell them how the ravioli he had last week was so much better.
Tom Bodette?
He'll talk on and on about his favorite floor polish before he's told that Polish is pronounced with an "oh" sound.
Mo Rocca?
Uhm, he's going to talk about how he loves to eat Polish sausages, the bigger the better.

And if he does any of that, panel, we'll cover that on another edition of Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me!
Thank you Carl.

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Why have I not heard of synchronized diving before today?
browngirl and I are watching the men's division. There is some seriously tough synchronization there. It makes me wonder about other endeavors where people need to work in synch, stuff in science fiction and anime, and make me think it's more possible than I thought.

Them what likes looking at well-muscled young men in very brief skintight swimsuits would have extra incentive to watch this particular event.