
That was the name he chose - bowling master.
Since Punk was feeling a bit better, we went out for some special Punk/Mom time. We both need the bumpers up, but had a great time choosing the brightest, lightest, bowling balls, sipping scalding cappuccino, and secretly looking at other families scores to make sure that we were indeed, the best ones there.
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Sounds like a great way to spend the afternoon!!!
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