NFR Humor (No political jokes)

Non-fishing related
I bowled in a bantom and junior league every Saturday as a kid. I recall some under classman snapping me with towels after I threw a shot in our opposing league game. I put up with the whippwrsnappers until I saw red. Grabbed an 15lb bowling ball and chucked with a chest thrust a couple feet into the ahole Robbies chest which knocked him on his back. I leaped and landed knees first on his chest and grabbed him by the neck right behind me Lorraine the supervisor for the sometimes rowdy bunch of 12-14 year old league bowlers was right on us pulling me off him . She was shocked and trying not to smile. I had lost it. This scRed the crap out of the 5- 12-13 year olds in the group. And they never messed with or provoked me ever again. Dad told me I must have inherited his “seeing red” history. So yeah a bowling ball was thrown. It was an adrenaline thing
Do you have red hair? Sounds like you have some Viking blood running through your arteries/veins.
 
Remember it in The Rocket...
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Poodle with a Mohawk ! One of the most memorable things Lynda Barry ever did. Or at least the one that lodged itself into my brain.
Thanks for posting that.
Knew someone who had a poodle with a mohawk. His name was Lucky, would bite you coming in the house and he would bite you leaving the house. I tried to give him a shoe sandwich, no luck, ouch!
 
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