where cider meets condensed milk
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
This is not 'Nam. This is bowling. There are rules.
These are magic bowling shoe lockers. There are tiny little men inside that take your money and send purple shoes down the hatch. Fast, convenient, entertaining, and I don't feel like I'm taking the "there's no such thing as Foot Syphilis, is there?" risks I would at a classy joint back home like Kenmore Lanes. Highlights of the Cambowlia-that-nearly-wasn't: I bowled 136, and Birdie G and I spent a good 10 minutes basking in shoe-locker wonder. Now, to Cambodia, Cambodia, Cambodia!

posted by Raychaa @ 12:06 AM  
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