Cultural Boundaries are Swept Aside in a Seven-a-Side Women's Rugby Tournament
by Pat Darnell and the G-Spots
by Pat Darnell and the G-Spots
[Translated from the Yiddish by Fish]
Organized by the Jane Fonda, Nancy Abeiderrahmane, and Tina Turner Females of Counterreformation League, FoCL, a Seven-a-Side Women's Rugby tournament was to be held in the town of Nouakchott, Mauritania. The event did not go according to the FoCL plan. This week the site where the MMWRC, Mauritania Muslim Women's Rugby Club, had a field day on 9\11\2009, opening a can of whipped goat's ass milk on visiting women's rugby clubs.
Most all of the foreign ruggers figured it as a compliment to be wedded since many of them have seldom any luck with the male species on a social level. Many of the tarts from the scrum halves to hookers have a desire to loose ruck bushy bearded fellows as it were, after a few pints. Not one of the 742 opt'ed for the loose woman thing. Some even took two husbands.
"All men look good at 3AM," said one newlywed lithe, fly-half, blithely into the microphone. We on the outside could hear an Alison Krause song, The Lucky One, over from the juke box at the tavern where pre-tournament gala was happening.
Many photos are coming in over the Internet from the visiting Women Rugby Clubs. It seems like a good old time is being had by all ... we have a photo of one Mauritania woman sliding on the beer covered floor of a tavern on her burkha. In a video from a cell phone we hear the familiar words: "...any woman worth half her salt must drink the boot." Others are pulling their team mates around the slippery floor with their marriage garb burkhas, provided by the Muslim nation.
The next night, Gaza Women's Rugby Club arrived just in time to witness a hallowed event. It was a candle lit evening vespers where many limericks were spoke in toasting their demised sisters from the day's tournaments. There were many slightly salted with seasoned sea salt expired players turned over to the Evening Star. After which, all the Women Ruggers of course keeping with tradition, sit and eat their dead. Rachel Ray, in Burkha-wear, and butter-kiil sneakers, with her minions prepared the meal for the event.
All is fair in Love and War; and all is fare for dinner in Rugby. [mpw\fin]
Organized by the Jane Fonda, Nancy Abeiderrahmane, and Tina Turner Females of Counterreformation League, FoCL, a Seven-a-Side Women's Rugby tournament was to be held in the town of Nouakchott, Mauritania. The event did not go according to the FoCL plan. This week the site where the MMWRC, Mauritania Muslim Women's Rugby Club, had a field day on 9\11\2009, opening a can of whipped goat's ass milk on visiting women's rugby clubs.
Same goes for Betty Mahmoody, who was blissfully unaware that Iranian law would consider her an Iranian, not an American. I feel sympathy for these women and how they were treated, but I also question the lack of blame placed on them – and the surely hundreds of women since – who have gone to a country with their husband or to marry someone, not learned the language, not studied the culture, then placed all of the blame on Islam, capitalizing on their stories in the process. [SOURCE]Yes, all European Union, British and American Women's rugby clubs visiting were conscripted into Muslim Marriages as they set foot on Muslim soil, or be branded as loose women, to be tied up like camels and beaten.*
Most all of the foreign ruggers figured it as a compliment to be wedded since many of them have seldom any luck with the male species on a social level. Many of the tarts from the scrum halves to hookers have a desire to loose ruck bushy bearded fellows as it were, after a few pints. Not one of the 742 opt'ed for the loose woman thing. Some even took two husbands.
"All men look good at 3AM," said one newlywed lithe, fly-half, blithely into the microphone. We on the outside could hear an Alison Krause song, The Lucky One, over from the juke box at the tavern where pre-tournament gala was happening.
Many photos are coming in over the Internet from the visiting Women Rugby Clubs. It seems like a good old time is being had by all ... we have a photo of one Mauritania woman sliding on the beer covered floor of a tavern on her burkha. In a video from a cell phone we hear the familiar words: "...any woman worth half her salt must drink the boot." Others are pulling their team mates around the slippery floor with their marriage garb burkhas, provided by the Muslim nation.
The next night, Gaza Women's Rugby Club arrived just in time to witness a hallowed event. It was a candle lit evening vespers where many limericks were spoke in toasting their demised sisters from the day's tournaments. There were many slightly salted with seasoned sea salt expired players turned over to the Evening Star. After which, all the Women Ruggers of course keeping with tradition, sit and eat their dead. Rachel Ray, in Burkha-wear, and butter-kiil sneakers, with her minions prepared the meal for the event.
All is fair in Love and War; and all is fare for dinner in Rugby. [mpw\fin]
#############[pdnf: parody] Preceding in REsponse to How to Write about Muslims by Jillian.
Note: *Sharia law..., wherever those women and those places happen to be. This includes France, where only last year a court in Lille upheld the right of a Muslim man to hold fast to his faith and annul his marriage when he discovered his bride was not a virgin. And it includes Germany, where in Berlin in 2005 there were eight murders of young women of Turkish origin, executed by members of their own families. And Australia, where, after a group of unveiled Muslim women were raped, the succinct Mufti Taj al-Din al-Hilali explained away the crime as an attack on “uncovered meat.” And it includes the United Kingdom, where Scotland Yard has probed 109 suspicious deaths of women, also likely slaughtered by relatives. Islam is an easy rider: it travels everywhere and often brings with it a lot of baggage.
2 comments:
I used to work in Nouakchott
at a department store...
Thought I had me a damn good job but,
I don't work there anymore
A lady came in for some footwear
I asked her what kind she preferred
"Pumps" she said and
pump her's just what I did and
I don't work there anymore
Thas' the ticket fellers... !! One of the Bridesmaids sang that at the wedding.
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