About a month ago, Dr. K drove down for an evening of bowling. When I told my co-workers what we were planning, they asked me, "Big ball or little ball?"
"Clearly, little ball," I replied, because (to steal Lindsay's phrase) my arms are wee, even after whole weeks of girlie pushups. "I always use a kiddie ball to bowl."
"..."
Apparently, that's not what they meant. There's a uniquely Baltimore version of bowling - Duck Pins - to which we were quickly introduced. The ball is, yes, little, as are the pins, and it's mothereffing HARD. I really should have taken video of the ridiculousness that ensued. You'll have to settle for photos.
Dr. K and the lil ball
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I made sure no photos were taken of me!
1 comments:
That sounds like so much fun!
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