Tonight me and a group of friends all went Cosmic Bowling. The theory is to bowl with all the lights turned off, blacklights turned on, disco-lights rotating, and mid-80's music blaring. The reality is a group of your friends, most drunk, running after you when you're trying to bowl and either grabbing your butt, screaming obscenities, or trying to pull your pants down. Theory or reality, it's always fun. Especially when your bowling ball catches on fire in the buffing machine.
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