I drank a six pack of beer this afternoon and feeling a bit cheerful. I
decided to walk to the corner store for some more beer and on my way I was
sining the theme song to happy days and in front of some persons house I
saw a red ball that I figured that some kid left laying around so, I trying
to syncronize the part of the song "Happy Days" while at the same time
kicking the ball and watching it majestically float out of sight. It seemed
like a good idea until I felt a bone shattering pain in my foot and found
out that some little punk left a bowling ball in their yard. Its a street
not a bowling ally, now I will without a doubt be a gimp for the rest of
life and if I find out who is leaving bowling balls laying around I am going
to report them to the leauge manager and get them barred from the bowling
ally. lets see how they like that
Phantom - 19 Apr 2005 20:36 GMT
This guy is the poor man's Jack Handy (Deep Thoughts)...
> I drank a six pack of beer this afternoon and feeling a bit cheerful. I
> decided to walk to the corner store for some more beer and on my way I was
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> to report them to the leauge manager and get them barred from the bowling
> ally. lets see how they like that
bamp - 21 Apr 2005 19:19 GMT
> This guy is the poor man's Jack Handy (Deep Thoughts)...
>
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>> to report them to the leauge manager and get them barred from the bowling
>> ally. lets see how they like that
Moral of the story, never kick someone's ball!
bamp