I see RED

The Norris 6 early on Monday sent out the calling for all the members. The chatter seemed quite not even peep from the tortoise. Late in the day though there was a promise of a late show by poolboy, but only if he won the championship. In a bar far away you could even hear the High Ball stirring on his bar stool promising a show. But in a drunken slumber High Ball realized he missed mothers day ( opps I mean he had a dinner date and too much wine ) and decided he could not go. After a visit at home from a stranger named Mel I found out the Tortoise was at home with the flue for the night. With her blessing and the kind words of " hay Red Line since the tortoise will not be there you can win the money game tonight" she left with a smile. Ouch! But I knew her blessing was a gift from the gods for with the shape of her belly, I thought she had swallowed the tortoise's ball. So with no fear I put the Norris 6 patch on my back and walked into the sunset to claim my prize. When the mighty Red Line came walking to the lane I noticed a familiar face of old. A deadly assassin named the Silencer was sitting with just a grin and a glass of gin Lunch money could feel the pressure early in the night with the league bowlers fighting next to us. After a group decision we decided the Norris 6 could fix the problem with a big round house. The first game started off with a bang the Red Line tasting a hambone to start the night. Wait what a surprise the Silence of the assassin got himself a hambone and a turkey in his first game. In the end the Red Line closed out with a turkey and got a big 212. The second game the professor picked it up and got him self a turkey of his own. With the silencer still throwing hambones starting in the 4th frame. The Professor took the sandwich game and was given a quarter for the win. After a quick smoke break by the professor and the silencer then a run to the car for the rest of the Norris 6 money was put out on the table. From the start to the finish Red Line was throwing the heat. The silencer tried his hardest to get the ball rolling again in the 4th frame but fell a strike short of the hambone. Especialy when the mention of him having children was brought up, looked like the twin towers collapsing again. Professor was also trying to bring it but could not hold on with the pressure. Lunch money well he is still paying the price for a 232 last week. All I can say is the Ipod was on, then off, then back on the whole night. I think I even saw him make a quick run to the liquor store for some mixers to put into his briefcase, but the damage was all ready done. The Red Line picked up three new passengers and took them to Brooklyn College for a class with a 226. The professor got a discounted ticket for being a assistant and only had to pay a buck, but the rest went home with empty pockets. By the way looks like we have a new hooker in the crew.