Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, it was the showdown a la bowling, and let me tell you, the boys are bitter. Especially one in particular. Let me tell you folks, there's nothing more sour than a bitter man who has lost to the ladies.
It was a close match, and in the first two games, I will concede defeat to the team of penises, but the last game was all ours! In the end, it came down to a crucial tenth frame showdown between me and one of the he-demons, and while I fell two pins short, I gave my team the needed pins for victory (with a capital V, baby!)! These boys, well, they shed some tears, but it's nothing a few beers can't solve.
What I learned: A pitcher and a half of beer is the magic combination for me. I didn't light up that dingy alley until I'd consumed my fair share: So long attempt to banish belly fat! I need the empty calories to defeat those muppets who call themselves a bowling team!
3 comments:
You go girl! You tell them!
Oh my! The blog battle is on between you and my hubby. He couldn't wait to get home last night and craft a witty blog about how he got his butt handed to him by the Pinderellas. Maybe I should use my voo doo doll you gave me to help out for the remaining weeks in league?!? Nah, I think you can beat them without any supernatural help. Way to go girls!
Oooooh...go get some Turkeys!!!!
I know you won't let the pink team down.
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