Hi guys,

I just wanted to share an amusing story.

I recently went to see a buddy who lives in upstate NY in the Rochester area.  For some reason, I had some "swamp thumb" going.  That never happens to me, and I thought it was strange, so I went into my bag and found a rosin bag.  After not having needed one in forever, my rosin bag was thinner than the skin pulled across Joan Rivers' forehead.

So I went to the bowling vending machine near the rear of the center.  It was really a nice one, filled with nice rosin bags, pairs of socks, Nu-Skin, white/black/protective tapes, scissors, tape removal tool, and finally on the bottom row of the machine.................playing cards!!!!

I literally laughed out loud and just walked back to my pair, pondering the ever-growing necessity of supporting our bowling gambling habit!!  Priceless.
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