So I went on a double date with my friend Tyson and Kynslie. Tyson set me up with his brother Nate. At one point Nate and I were tied (or so I thought) and so we made a deal that whoever lost between us owed the other one ice cream. Can you guess who owes who ice cream? Well, I lost badly and decided to say "Double or nothing"...well, I guess that means I owe double ice cream...apparentl chocolate with brownie chunks...so i guess we're figuring out the details of when and how that will happen.
Me and Nate enjoying the thrill of competition...little did i know I would lose...cause usually I'm not much of a good loser...times change, people change, I guess...
Me and my lucky 8 pound red ball that fits my fingers. All the other balls have the hugest finger holes and the ball goes flying out of your hand. I wish they made heavier balls with closer together and smaller holes. I would win then for sure!
Coach Bushman racking up 5 strikes in a row...no idea where that came from, cause he only won the first game with luck! But nonetheless i still owe him ice cream.
Kynslie was a really good sport to come and join us even though she was sick.
Tyson and his bad self.
The winner of each game...drum roll please....COACH!!! I'm paying for that!
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