Stephanie Rice For Prime Minister! Aussie Aussie Aussie! Etc!
Posted by Jess McGuire at 4:26 PM on August 13, 2008
At this point, my former nemesis Stephanie Rice could use her time in the pool to simply do a poo, and I for one would stick a flag in it, salute, and begin belting out "We are one, but we are maaaaaaaaaaany..." and encouraging others to follow suit.
IT'S GOLD AGAIN FOR STEPHANIE!
A touch over two years ago, nobody outside of swimming circles, her family and friends, and maybe those on Facebook, knew anything about Stephanie Rice. Today, among a women's team of superstars, she is the Australian golden girl, claiming her second Olympic gold medal.

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