speaking of house balls , our house tends to attract grown men that love to throw a 6# house ball down the lane as hard as they possibly can. This past Saturday one of these men (bowling with the bumpers up I might add) was on lane #1 and threw a 6# ball so hard it jumped the bumper and went through the mechanic's door. When it hit the concrete in the back it sounded like it shattered and he still kept doing it. I just shook my head and ignored him.
...Because it's so cool to do that, just like it's so cool to get drunk, throw up on your date's shoes, and pass out on her dad's lawn.
Only the painful experience of watching someone else do that close up...
Darrell Waltrip of NASCAR fame tells the story of his youth, being chased by the cops, his car stopped flipped upside down on the lawn of his future wife's house.
At least he didn't throw up on anyone's shoes in that one.
Darrell Waltrip of NASCAR fame tells the story of his youth, being chased by the cops, his car stopped flipped upside down on the lawn of his future wife's house.
At least he didn't throw up on anyone's shoes in that one.
I've seen it done -- and with some aplomb. The recipient was appropriately dismayed.
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