Okay. In finest Nordic tradition, you ski down the hill at many hundreds of kilometers per hour, screaming madly as your twin uzis spray death in all directions. At the end of the event, the mountain snow is deep red with the blood of your competitors. It looks kinda like a big Cherry Slurpee, but tastes much tangier. It is time for the sixth event - an event which can have but one survivor - the bathing suit competition. How hard do you try? Really hard Somewhat hard Fuck it The Olympics are owned by the Coca-Cola Corporation®. Space for the Olympics was donated by YIP.