I’ll preface this post by saying I didn’t go to bowling with the goal to bowl fabulously; more so to hang out with people and have good drinkety drunken times. That’s just how Thirsty Thursday’s go, folks. Anyway, so I brought the cookies (sugar cookies, with strawberry frosting and chocolate sprinkles) I had made the night before. I call them Moregasm Cookies, because after you eat one your eyes roll back in your head and you scream: “MOOOOOOORE I NEEED MOOOOORE!!!”
I definitely dig the bowling place, they make the drinks strong and will play Warrant’s “Sweet Cherry Pie” for me. We had three lanes, and definitely amused the other lanes with our 1. curling up in a ball of shame after a bad bowl 2. screaming about Poptix’s tapeworms that he may or may not have 3. throwing ice at each other. I either bowl really bad or really good, and the more I drank, the better I bowled. AMAZING! I wish driving had the same correlation. I’ve been trying to convince Spam that if he had his ball engraved with “I HEART COCK” he would bowl better. He says no, but I told him that it wouldn’t necessarily mean he’s gay, because he COULD be talking about his cock… it’s not like it’s plural.
I refused Poptix’s claims that I needed the retard ramp. Not that it mattered; he broke the lane by rolling two balls at the same time. Also, it turns out you ARENT supposed to try to bowl in someone else’s lane when they aren’t looking. We made up for our follies in liquor sales.
The staff at White Castle afterwards was solidly less amused with us. First of all, they kept giving us conflicting stories about whether they had chicken or not. And the old lady behind the counter kept giving us nasty looks when we were discussing whether or not Jesus got gangbanged by the disciples. Seems like an appropriate drunken White Castle conversational topic to me. People are so weird sometimes. Overall, a grand time was had by all, except for the bowling and White Castle employees who cleaned up the havoc left in our wake.
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We don't have White Castles here in New England.
As such..the whole Kumar thing goes right over my head.
However, if we ever do get one I'll be sure to ask for Chicken while discussing "The Last Groper" gangbang.
Apparently...Judas sucks in more ways than one.
I absolutely love bowling and your cookies sound anazing. You should send me some :)
You gotta be careful bowling in other peoples lanes, things can get rough.
I used to be in a bowling league and every few weeks my feet would fly out from under me and I would wipe out in front of everyone.
It's nice to be able to make your friends laugh by being retarded.
Good times.... good times!
Can you write your blog from prison for distubing the peace?
god! now you've got me thinking about that hot-ass chick from the Cherry Pie video...
that woman was the focus of many of my college fantasies...
moog: sounds liek you guys fail. or maybe it's a good thing. the intestinal wrath of today was not cool.
carmen: that's a big 10-4
harx: PERFECT, LOLOLOLOLOL!!!
malach: i'm not going to prison... especially when there's no peace to disturb.
slyde: mine too.
We don't have any White Castles here either. That really sucks too cause everybody always talks about how cool they are.
I get better at bowling the more I drink too though. I think the game was designed with that idea in mind. Unlike darts, where they obviously didn't consider how much danger people could be in if I was insanely drunk and throwing those things around the room.
I wish I had a bowling alley here in New York that would play Warrant for me.
sliders suuuuuuuck... although, sliders while wasted are fairly tolerable.
Jesus and the disciples were all men who wandered around the desert. What does that tell us? THEY WERE GAY!
How do you think Jesus's disciples were so faithful?
His perfect MANGINA.
And Judas? Judas was refused a blow job.
Think about it.
If Jesus was gay shouldn't he had better looking clothes?
god, i have been on many a doobie induced binge at a white castle back in the day. Oh, the memories, T-Bird!!
You have a great weekend, my dear!
I have the same problem with bowling. I start off bowling a 12 and then I drink a whole shit-load, and I get my score all the way up to 20 or so.
There is league bowling, and then there is "open " bowling... Open bowling (like you did) is way more fun to watch, because the occasional bowler doesn't know it's serious- they think it's for fun! The result is they have way more fun than people who are actually good bowlers! We have no White Castles around here- I'd like to try one or two some day...
screaming is the best way to get rid of tape worms.
Seriously, they hate it when people yell.
I remember when a dollar's worth of those little White Castle burgers saved me from starvation in New Orleans.
Um..yeah...
It really is too bad Scott doesn't live closer to you so you can get to know each other.
He sounds like a real keeper.
I went blowling too. I needed a retard ramp.
I was pissed though.
blowling? pissed again
Damn, White Castles are missing down here in the south as well. And I want some of those cookies.
Did you do anything remarkable for "dead and dead lucky" soldier day weekend?
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