Ping Pong Service

If dykey dogs Dauna and Lynda really want to pick a fight with my Dad, they ought to be warned that my Dad has a ping pong spin that will leave them eating dirt, pushing up daisies, well, you know what I mean. They will be sitting there waiting for a chance to hit the ball back over the net but their opportunity will never arrive because the ball spins off in another direction they were not anticipating. So I suggest that dykey dogs Dauna and Lynda surrender themselves to the authorities if they want do not want to be dispatched to the netherworld on the early schedule.