Her name is Antonija Mišura and needless to say i’d let her hit a home run strike on MY basketball court…or something (was that right? idk sports. and “basket my balls” sounds too bleh). No reason to go on. I dont give a crap about the Olympics or her performance or her personality or thoughts or feelings or any of that junk. Just this:
Idk if her last name means “massage” or not but she certainly massaged my heart muscle with ease. though, she also makes other areas of me stiff, so… 50/50 on her masseusery effectiveness. still good enough for me.
