Cultural differences.
When I was about 15 I went on a school trip to Japan. I had been studying the language then for about 3 years.
We had a fucking blast - some of the adventures I have already chronicled in these hallowed pages previously.
As part of the trip we had a "home-stay", where we lived with a Japanese family for a few weeks and went to their school. To be reciprocated later.
Whilst at the school we got to play their sports...

Shorinji-kempo - teaching clueless teenage boys pressure point techniques. Yay!
Kyudo - Shooting big, fuck off arrows with big, fuck off bows at itty-bitty targets. Cool.
Sumo - skinny, white Aussie boys getting pasted by big, Japanese fellas. Nothing suss!
Judo - excellent as I hadn't done it in a few years, was great to be back on the horse. You never really forget - it's like getting thrown down onto a mat.
Kendo - offended the sensei when he tried present me with a training sword as he could see my aptitude (I'd done a couple of years of iaido). Actually got in trouble for that 1 once my teachers found out.

Sure as fuck beat kicking & chasing a piece of leather around a field.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 26 Apr 2012, 0:07, 4 replies)

No Bukkake?
(Robotnik, Thu 26 Apr 2012, 7:18, closed)

Closest I got
was getting felt up on some train line in Tokyo going to Ueno during peak hour.
Whoever it was, they had a very tender touch.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 26 Apr 2012, 7:27, closed)

There's only room
for one martial arts badass round here son.

You applied too late.
(username failed moderation, Thu 26 Apr 2012, 9:43, closed)

Shh.
Don't tell KipperFillets.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 26 Apr 2012, 10:12, closed)