Some fabulous footwear
Went cosmic bowling last night. For the uninitiated, this means we go to the alley late at night, and all normal lighting is abandoned in favor of ultraviolet lamps and disco balls. The game is otherwise roughly similar to standard duckpin. Total ducks ended by my hand: 195.
Soupmaster, walking billboard for Bolie's Chowder Shack
Of course, I should probably tell you that it took three games over a period of two hours to accumulate that impressive tally. Turns out that I'm a much better exaggerator than a bowler. But you were swooning for a second there, weren't you?
1 comment:
"Swooning" may not be the word for it... *grins*
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