I've finally begun my glacially slow ascent up the ole corporate stepping stool. Part of that involves the occasionally schmoozing. A lot of it involves drinking your body weight in beer and smoking 300 cigarettes a day with the big dawgz. 33.3% revolves around spending time with your co-workers working up a sweat playing badminton.
Badminton is the perfect social activity. Instead of having to rely on my broken Japanese to communicate, I can instead use shuttlecocks to the face. Everyone can understand that.
Tiger Mask and Gamer getting their stretch on. Quite important when you're creepin' into Christmas Cake age.
Me and Baby-boy are like...badass, badminton playing shisa.
All that sweat we worked up wasn't gonna mop itself off the floor.