More 9s than fifth grade, more spares than a rib joint, and more strikes than the NHL.
123.
141.
134.
And 159, setting a new record in the process to cap off far and away my best night of bowling ever. The average is now up almost three points and is nearly doubled from when I first debuted the Sinister Fling full-time last year. Best of all, I finally got to do my celebratory strike dance, consisting of me humping the aisle and having a post-coital cigarette.
It was real good for me too, baby. You were the best.
Ambient music: Stevie Wonder - I Wish
2/17/05
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Tears... tears... So proud... (nose blow)
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