Ever been in the fucking zone before? Chalk up another W for me…what I expected to be a low key saturday evening turned into something epic. Went bowling with two lovely ladies last night, and shit got competitive. So I just said to myself “You…have…got…that…swagger”, then I blacked out, made 5 strikes in a row to start, and by the end of the 10th frame I was fist pumping up and down the lanes, shaking hands, and kissing babies after a total of 9 strikes and 3 spares and a final score of 256…3 strikes away from a perfect game. No glove, rental bowling shoes, public use ball (12 pounds…hello gunz)! As a result, I have joined the PBA…Professional Bowlers Association. I have also purchased the Rock of Love tourbus…on credit, due to my guaranteed future successes in life, at the lanes. Lets face it, champion bowlers are the rockstars of middle america’s cheap thrills and cigarette aroma.
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