My very last round of bowling today turned out like this. I bowled and the shot looked beautiful, right in the middle. I thought it would be a strike for sure. Nope. It turned into a 7-10 split.
Of course, the usual conversation played out.
Miranda: I'll make you dinner if you can hit both of them.
Me: Funny. You know, I'm gonna do it.
I then proceeded to select the heaviest ball I could find, and I threw it as hard as I could. It barely nicked the left pin, right on the outside edge. The pin then proceeded to bounce off the back wall and hit the second pin.
Miranda owes me dinner.
So much more satisfying than a strike.
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