Here are the three pictures I took of the staff bowl o'rama before my camera died. We went to Starbucks= happy. I had the night's highest scores (and even bowled a turkey!) = happy. We got away from camp for a while, and partied on down = happy. At one point I spilled my giant soda, tried my best to clean it up, ran up to take my turn, lurched forward onto the greased lane when my sticky soda shoes stuck, and I ate it hardcore while everyone was watching = not so happy. Got a strike even though I was sprawled out on the floor = happy.
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