Thumbs up for bowling. My fabulous weekend plans were, yes, happy hour bowling with a bunch of people who think I've reached my prime at the tender age of 21. I should clarify, I didn't actually bowl (I tried and ended up with a whopping score of 25.) ---I had the boys bowl nonstop strikes for me and lower scores for themselves. It was pretty exciting.
What was less exciting, however, was the fact that they decided to give me kiddie shoes and the dying watermelon color scheme. Oh well, you win some you lose some I guess.
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