This week is when most schools let the kids out to play and call it a year. Luckily my good friend Vuong "Bong" Vu was back in town and the boys decided to go out and play.
First Stop: 300 Lanes
We were all sitting around, and we managed to bump into some old high school friends,
Say "Hi!!!" to Vincent Mingione
and... to our very own 49er Gold Rush cheerleader Morgan Vangastel (a little camera shy)
But at the end of the night, I have the bitter taste of defeat sloshing in my mouth... (even though I scored the highest individually)
This is why I lost...jk Solomon... not really...
Something better to look forward to. Now I understand the reason why millions of Americans are obese, we choose to eat after any event, happy or sad... (think about it in terms of your life). Just to get your motors going, try a birthday, graduation, after a movie, after a break up.... just think...
The price of defeat... maybe this will help stimulate the economy.
But in the end, I guess defeat doesn't really taste all that bad, it was quite delicious actually.
styfrsh...
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