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United Colors of Badminton



- Last Monday, I went to the Y (naks, YMCA) with Osang and Lec to play badminton. The YMCA is huge! It's a candy store for me. It has a gym, badminton courts, basketball courts, indoor track and field!, and other goodies. We played with people from different gene pools - all colors of the skin pallete, (brown (us) ,yellow, black, white). Walang sinabi ang pagka-amazona ko! The black women don't have the technique (maybe because they are just beginners) but they're strong!
They use indoor shuttlecocks (birdies) so it's quite different if you're used to feathers. They're heavier and make a different sound. I was using a heavy racket and the birdie weighs a ton for me so I didn't have a good game (hindi nakaporma) but it was good pawis!
While I was hanging out in the wash room, I saw in my peripheral vision a blur of flesh. And there was this woman on the weighing scale... naked! Oh well. I think they don't care. Lec told me in the men's locker room, it's the same. In all their glory! I was sorely tempted to go to the men's locker room to see for myself if they're really dako! wehehehe...
Minneapolis is 2nd to California for having the most number of gay people in the population... wehehehe... Sometimes, you cannot discern if some of them are men or women. Androgynous indeed!

AMEN!

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