WHAT A BALLS-UP

ON A DATE AT A BOWLING ALLEY, THE GUY I WAS WITH GOT REALLY DRUNK, REALLY QUICKLY. WHEN IT WAS HIS TURN TO BOWL, HE PICKED UP THE HEAVIEST BALL AND OPTIMISTICALLY LOBBED IT, HOPING FOR A STRIKE. HIS FINGERS MUST HAVE GOT STUCK BECAUSE HIS ENTIRE BODY FOLLOWED IT DOWN THE ALLEY AS IT HURTLED INTO THE PINS. WE BOTH GOT CHUCKED OUT – THEN I CHUCKED HIM. CHRISTINA, 29, BLOGGER, ESSEX