The next new olympic sport?

From the comedic minds of Lano and Woodley.
If you have a squeemish stomache, skip this one.

Col: For a million bucks, would you swim through a pool full of spew?
Frank: For a million bucks?
Col: For a million bucks.
Frank: Yeh, yeh I'd do it for a million bucks.
Col: Would you do it for a million.
Frank: Yeh I reckon.
Col: Alright, for a hundred thousand? Would you swim through a pool of spew for a hundred thousand?
Frank: Is it a 50 metre or a kiddy pool?
Col: Nah, it's 50 metre. And outdoors. Not heated.
Frank: I think I'd prefer it cold than hot to be honest with you.
Col: Yes, same here actually. But no, it's heated. One hundred thousand.
Frank: A hundred thousand, yeh I'd do it.
Col: Ok, ten thousand? Would you do it for ten thousand?
Frank: Can I do breast-stroke?
Col: Well you can do whatever you want.
Frank: Oh yeh, ok.
Col: Ten thousand.
Frank: Yeh, so I can do breast-stroke, so I don't have to put my head under the water.
Col: No no no, you have to swim underwater. Not underwater, underspew. No goggles. Eyes open.
Frank: How much?
Col: Ten thousand.
Frank: Yeh, I'd do that, yeh.
Col: Alright, for a thousand, would you swim through a 50 metre pool of spew, underwater, underspew, no goggles, eyes open?
Frank: A thousand?
Col: A thousand bucks
Frank: Is it my spew? Oh no, that couldn't work, cos if I'd done enough spew to fill a 50 metre pool, I don't think I'd be in any condition to make the swim.
Col: No, we'd freeze it. Freeze it over a number of weeks.
Frank: I don't care what everyone says about you, you're a fucking genious!