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Elephant Polo seems weird enough as it is... but there's more

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I've got two words for you: Elephant... Polo. A brief history? It starts like a bad joke: Two British guys walk into a bar in Switzerland. They drink a little bit, (yada yada yada) and they form WEPA, the World Elephant Polo Association. No really that's how it happened.

The rules are pretty much the same as horse polo, except you substitute the horses with elephants. The differences are few, but important. You also obviously need really long mallets, that's one. Two, you have two people on the elephant one controlling the elephants movement and another operating the mallet.

Seems normal enough for a weird sport, but there's more. I started writing this post before I even finished reading the article, so this was a bit of a shock. I don't even know how to explain it so I'll just quote this article:

American eccentricity is ably represented by Alf Erickson, a retired lawyer, bread-fortune heir, and nonplaying fixture on the elephant polo scene, whose wacky bona fides include owning what may be the world’s largest collection of corkscrews. (He has more than 4,000.) Erickson once lived for two years on the 14th floor of Bangkok’s Oriental hotel to win the heart of a woman who worked there. (His effort ultimately proved successful.) But for the 2003 tournament Erickson has outdone himself by organizing a team, the Screwless Tuskers, made up entirely of "ladyboys"—the term that Thais use to describe male-to-female transsexuals in various stages of operative transformation.

Ummm... yeah. I think I'm just going to slowly back away from this sport. In conclusion, if you want to find out more about Elephant Polo or weird perversions then you're on your own.