


I don't want to sound negative, but bowling evenings usually really suck. Pounded into dust by people who assure you that it's the first time they play, a man's self esteem can see lows hitherto reserved to bad dreams of being in class only in one's underwear. On the Buddysystem Bowling night, it was time again to be subject to this intricate game of subjugation. Luckily, I atually had pleasant company to easen the pain... So this time, I can say for the first time that BowlingNight was not a complete fiasco.
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