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pam

Hm. I would not have gone there... Suzette and bowling. Is that a Yankee thing? ;)

I only ask because I don't know anyone who bowls down here; my ex did, but he was from Ohio... claimed it was the harsh winters that kept people inside.

Suzette says:"I don't know what possessed me. This must have been a time when I thought my ass looked good enough to bend over in front people."

daughter

you tried to make me join a bowling league when you were in your bowling phase, but i refused.

Karan

Perhaps they've rolled away together? Have you noticed any litters of bocci sized balls in the neighborhood?

Schadenfreude

Interesting. In fact, just as interesting as the fact that my father-in-law claims to be an excellent bowler, allegedly is in a league and yet in the 8 years I've known him I haven't gone bowling with him nor have I see his ball. Should I suspect his children?

Mr. Bingley

I had a bowling ball once too. Mine was a very swank purple pearl.

Chick magnet.

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