Jesusbudda’s Weblog

I met the famous one-armed ping pong player today at the Bijing Olympics.

Nice woman. Only one arm but her handshake was very strong (obviously using her other arm).

Seing as we have so much in common – namely, both being champion ping pong competitorsat these Olympic Games – we got talking about life, love and talking weasels.

She said that she believes in them. I said no way. Then I politely changed the conversation topic to her losing out on winning Gold. She didn’t like that. She hit me – with the good arm.

Like a gentleman, I just sat there and took it. She kept going for about twenty minutes before wearing herself out. Then I pushed her over and spat on her and called her names. She started crying. I felt sorry for her and ashamed of myself. That was, of course, until she regained her straength and continued hitting me – this time with her ping pong bat.

We’ll meet up later and discuss important events in the world, I’m sure.

Can’t hang around too long as I’ve got training to do (see previous post for my training regime).

Au Revoir from the Beijing 2008 Olympic Crap Fest!

Jesus Budda – Olympic-winner-to-be