Friday, September 19, 2008
While the bowling league I bowl with is full of crazy women, the one which bowls after us is filled with veritable freaks. I swear these people escaped from a circus. I'm not trying to judge, but I'm fairly certain looking at them makes children cry. It takes every ounce of self-control I have to not take photos of them as I walk by (so that I could post them on here and share with you - see, I'm a giver). I shouldn't be surprised by the Freak League, as they're run by a woman with a pink fe-mullet. Let me explain. Not only is big no. Plus, they're mean freaks. Always bullying us about wanting us to finish bowling and get outta there. If you'd ever like to be entertained (or amazed by the one tooth man, pregnant man, or a peg-legged midget....OK, I exaggerate, but not by much), come on down to the bowling alley on Thursday nights. You'll be in for a treat!