Although I've banned the Chinese Olympics in my heart, I still had to see the opening ceremonies. Man, that was some good stuff, if kind of sinister and an ominous foreshadowing of what's to come.
But, you know what? If China takes over and becomes my new master, I'd be happy to learn to play synchronized drums like that. Even if they force me to practice 20 hours a day and wear diapers to prevent bathroom breaks. I will release my bowels upon myself for Mother China.
I love you, China.
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