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My name is Susan DuQuesnay Bankston. I live in Richmond, Texas, in the heart of Tom DeLay's old district. It's nuttier than squirrel poop here.
I am honored and privileged to know Miss Juanita Jean Herownself, hairdresser extraordinary and political maven. Since she does not have time to fiddle with this internet stuff, I type her website for her and you can read it if you want to. If you don't, she truly does not give a big bear's butt.
A lot of what I post here has to do with local politics, but you probably have the same folks in your local government.
This ain't a blog. Blogs are way too trendy for me. This is a professional political organization.
If they wanted you to win, they would have called it GOODminton.
1‘Scuse me. Badmiton is really, really… an Olympic Sport???
What…… not enough Beach Volleyball players????
2LOL, I’ve couldn’t have said it better!
3Let me get this straight, there is no baseball in the Olympics but there is Badminton?
Well that makes sense.
4There are 2 classes of badminton players — backyard tyros who gently loft the shuttlecock (really that’s what it’s called) over the net where the opposing player can choose to loft it back over the net or allow it to fall harmlessly to the ground. Each player exercises this option every time the “bird” crosses the net. Most of the time, someone needs to get a beer and the bird falls to the ground.
Alternatively, there are nutcase competitive badminton players who attempt to drive the “bird” into their opponent’s mouth (the “Down the throat” shot). The opponent is expected to cower in a semi-fetal position with one arm free in an attempt to swat the bird away from where they are trying to drink their beer. The judges must have mistaken this defensive maneuver for an attempt to lose.
5Back in the dark ages the world’s number one badminton player, from Indonesia if memory serves, was a student at Baylor. Somehow he could put “english” on the shuttlecock in a way that made it almost impossible for an opponent to return. He put on a really amazing show. And by any measure it was not nearly as stupefing as watching golf on TV!
6Say it ain’t so, Joe!!!
*schnort*
7Hold the door! I love beach volleyball. I love watching the athletic gifts of, especially, Team Brasil.
8The “uniforms” for beach volleyball are more alluring than the badminton get-ups.
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