Bowling is my favorite thing ever, even if I did receive from a frat boy several weirdly backhanded compliments.
Compliment #1: "Dude! You're like, really buff for a lady! I'm impressed that you're using a 12-pound-ball! That's ****ing awesome!"
Compliment #2: "Your pants looks awful with your bowling shoes, because skinny jeans and bowling shoes don't mix. But seriously, your ass when you're bowling looks awesome."
Oh, frat boys.
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