The sex Olympics
For decades, the Olympic Village has served as more than just a roof and place for world-renowned athletes to rest their heads. It's become common knowledge that well before the games start, these housing units turn into a crazy cross between a wild frat house and international sex den. I'm picturing something similar to college spring break -- scantily clad young people having a once-in-a-lifetime good time via beer-funneling, sex-making, and "woooo!"-shouting.
Except at this party, the pool is packed with a bunch of Adonises. And there's no need to worry about awkward, booze-soaked small talk as you attempt to make a "connection" with that Swedish soccer player before getting into her skivvies: everyone in the village innately has something in common. Whether they run, swing on the uneven bars, swim, throw javelins, or jump on trampolines (was anyone else not aware that this is an Olympic event?) -- everyone is the best of the best.