I went bowling. I don’t mean to brag.
Really there are two types of people that go bowling. There are people that really, really love bowling, and there are the people that are like: wouldn’t it be hysterical if we went bowling.
Because, for the most of us, bowling is the activity you do after you’ve done everything else. Well, we could go bowling, or we could just hang ourselves. Why don’t we go bowling?
No one’s ever jealous when they hear you went bowling. Oh, you went bowling? Glad I couldn’t make it!
Bowling’s great. You’ve gotta love a sport you can eat while you play it. You never see that in tennis. Hey, before you serve, let me me dig into these nachos.
It’s a different sport. There’s an ash tray built into the bowling equipment. Poker doesn’t even have that, and that hand dryer thing.
If you’re sweating while bowling, you’re out of shape.
If you’re out of shape and you’re bowling, you’re probably a professional bowler.
There’s nothing really healthy about bowling, it has to be the germaphobes nightmare.
Here, put on these moist shoes ten thousand people wore, and stick your fingers in these dirty holes. Now you have the flu!
How dirty are those holes. It’s not like those balls wear out. They probably haven’t manufactured a bowling ball in a thousand years.
Someone’s out there using Fred Flintsone’s right now. That is preposterous.
I don’t own a bowling ball, ’cause I’m not a weirdo.
Yeah, I want to volunteer to carry around a fifty pound ball, can you put it in a big ugly purse? That’s how I want to meet the ladies.
I can’t help but notice you’re staring at my purse, it’s filled with a big blue ball. Mind if I follow you around the parking lot? I’ll just be humming…Ball in the bag. It’s the worst song ever.