Grim Shaws night out at the bowling alley was rediculous, granted I expected nothing less.
Rundown of what I can remember;
Beer.
Pizza.
Way too much industry talk.
Shots.
More shots.
Driving to the bowling alley.
"Bowling for distance" with the 10 pound balls.
Pitchers, so many I lost count.
More shots.
Throwing three balls at a time so we could actually hit the pins.
Shot putting the bowling balls.
Shot putting the bowling balls on other peoples lanes.
Getting kicked out.
Pulling Grimmy away from a potential fight.
Driving home to Barbara at 3:30am.
I guess a few of the players from last night are making the journey out here tonight, so Im fucked.
