Top of the morning to ya Laddy’s,
Any one who did not make it, and there are lots of you……BOLLOCKS TO YA’S, and you’re as useful as a lighter on a motorbike, or a chocolate tea pot. So that’s to say as useful as Professor Lucky trying to wind the clock to hit that 7 pin, Lets just say his clock never reads 7:00, and actually laughs at you when asked to find it. With only 5 Norris’s making their way to the bowling lanes this week, disappointment was in the air, as the 2 new Irish brothers were not able to make it out for St. Patty’s Day Bowling. But the air was quickly blown away as we finally got proof, that Prof X and Pool Boy are, in fact, not the same person. and had a head to head battle that so close the Professor had to stop our 3rd game to fix a 1 pin scoring error way to Jew the Jew….and all I can say to that is TOO HIGH…TOO HIGH.
So with this being one of the GREAT Drinking holiday’s of the year, you can count on the Lunch Money empting out his bowling “suitcase“ of all bowling materials, and filling it with enough Arthur’s and Irish Whiskey make a Leprechaun’s face turn as red as his hair. The inventory was as follows: 12 Arthur Guiness’s, 1 750 ml bottle of Jameson, 1 750 ml bottle of Bailey’s, 9 Lbs of ice, plastic pint glasses, and shot glasses, all in the bowling suitcase, that has been transformed into a mobile bar. It might be the most archaic, old school bowling bag bowlers have seen in 40 years, but when it’s filled like that, it gets nothin’ but love! We were able to grab the far side lanes so we had a little more privacy and a table to pour drinks on. So we did. First round of Irish Car Bombs goes off during the first game, which didn’t affect anybody’s game since our right lane, was so oily that even the slow moving but high curving Blue Tortise seemed to be throwing a straight ball. We could have done a commercial for “Soul Glow” with all the oil we had dripping from the lanes last night. Hell, we could have invited the G.L.O.W (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling) Girls over for an oil cage match and still been able to bowl afterwards. But even with the booze flowing and the lanes dripping with Soul Glow, we were all able to walk away without a single Munson. Although the Tortise tried his hardest to get one, and used his typical anti-hype, hype to get Karma working for him, it was his true desire to see the Lunch Money get a 600 series that actually won him a 10th frame Munson saving Strike. So even though Lunch Money fell short of the 600 by 6 pins, Cosmic justice was served. We were able to continue our “Green” theme for the night and take a quick smoke break. Although we didn’t roll a “bifter”, like our fellow mates in Ireland do, but we did enjoy a walk out to the parking lot California style and came back in laughing our cacks off, and ready to get “serious” for the Money Game. But how can you take down Patrick Starfish on St. Patrick’s Day? Not sure if you can…..Lunch Money wins the money game.
Classic night men!
Thanks!!
Any one who did not make it, and there are lots of you……BOLLOCKS TO YA’S, and you’re as useful as a lighter on a motorbike, or a chocolate tea pot. So that’s to say as useful as Professor Lucky trying to wind the clock to hit that 7 pin, Lets just say his clock never reads 7:00, and actually laughs at you when asked to find it. With only 5 Norris’s making their way to the bowling lanes this week, disappointment was in the air, as the 2 new Irish brothers were not able to make it out for St. Patty’s Day Bowling. But the air was quickly blown away as we finally got proof, that Prof X and Pool Boy are, in fact, not the same person. and had a head to head battle that so close the Professor had to stop our 3rd game to fix a 1 pin scoring error way to Jew the Jew….and all I can say to that is TOO HIGH…TOO HIGH.
So with this being one of the GREAT Drinking holiday’s of the year, you can count on the Lunch Money empting out his bowling “suitcase“ of all bowling materials, and filling it with enough Arthur’s and Irish Whiskey make a Leprechaun’s face turn as red as his hair. The inventory was as follows: 12 Arthur Guiness’s, 1 750 ml bottle of Jameson, 1 750 ml bottle of Bailey’s, 9 Lbs of ice, plastic pint glasses, and shot glasses, all in the bowling suitcase, that has been transformed into a mobile bar. It might be the most archaic, old school bowling bag bowlers have seen in 40 years, but when it’s filled like that, it gets nothin’ but love! We were able to grab the far side lanes so we had a little more privacy and a table to pour drinks on. So we did. First round of Irish Car Bombs goes off during the first game, which didn’t affect anybody’s game since our right lane, was so oily that even the slow moving but high curving Blue Tortise seemed to be throwing a straight ball. We could have done a commercial for “Soul Glow” with all the oil we had dripping from the lanes last night. Hell, we could have invited the G.L.O.W (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling) Girls over for an oil cage match and still been able to bowl afterwards. But even with the booze flowing and the lanes dripping with Soul Glow, we were all able to walk away without a single Munson. Although the Tortise tried his hardest to get one, and used his typical anti-hype, hype to get Karma working for him, it was his true desire to see the Lunch Money get a 600 series that actually won him a 10th frame Munson saving Strike. So even though Lunch Money fell short of the 600 by 6 pins, Cosmic justice was served. We were able to continue our “Green” theme for the night and take a quick smoke break. Although we didn’t roll a “bifter”, like our fellow mates in Ireland do, but we did enjoy a walk out to the parking lot California style and came back in laughing our cacks off, and ready to get “serious” for the Money Game. But how can you take down Patrick Starfish on St. Patrick’s Day? Not sure if you can…..Lunch Money wins the money game.
Classic night men!
Thanks!!
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