By hating BADMINTON, you are disgracing the sport which is BADMINTON and alll of the players who play BADMINTON. Perhaps hating BADMINTON is simply a metaphor for your scared childhood. Perhaps BADMINTON is a metaphor for all of our scared childhoods. BADMINTON is the junk sport in the ESPN of life. BADMINTON is you. BADMINTON is god. BADMINTON is everything and nothing. Perhaps, so are we. Perhaps, we are just the players of the junk sport known as BADMINTON in the ESPN of life. We are players. We are playing the game which is life. Life is merely a game to play, and every game has an end. Ending BADMINTON is ending life. When a game ends, it begins with new players. Those new players are like the children who grew up watching the junk sport known as BADMINTON in the ESPN of life. Some of those players will achieve better scores in BADMINTON. This is known as evolution. Perhaps playing BADMINTON is the single reason why humans cannot evolve. The world revolves around BADMINTON, ShadowNinjaNick, and you are not a player. You are the outside thinker. The one who escaped the monster that is BADMINTON. You have done what the world cannot do. You have evolved.

Or perhaps not.