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sillygoosegirlJosh and I went bowling. Bowling is totally fun, and it doesn't start obsurdly late in the evenings. We bowled two games and got 3 frames into a third when Josh's rist started hurting and I decided I'd abused my leg enough (it started hurting on around frame 7 of the first game). But the bowling alley charges by the hour, so there was no feeling that we were wasting our money to leave mid game.
Josh was kind enough to let me win the first game: 110/101,
But he totally creamed me on the second game: 130/90
what can I say, my leg was cramping up something awful during the second game.
Should do that more often.
Josh was kind enough to let me win the first game: 110/101,
But he totally creamed me on the second game: 130/90
what can I say, my leg was cramping up something awful during the second game.
Should do that more often.
