Thursday, August 20, 2020
Bowling Armadillos
No one bowls any more so to bring people back the bowling alley got rid of all their bowling balls and replaced them with armadillos. They could do this because safety features on modern cars have dramatically reduced the amount of roadkill and thus the armadillos no longer having any natural predators were overpopulating and getting sick and the state was thinking about an annual cull so no objections were raised to the bowling alley's plan. The plan was that patrons would use armadillos rolled up into balls to knock down the pins. It turns out this brings no harm to the armadillos. In fact they rather enjoy it, though how much they enjoy it and willingly participate in the game depends on how much they like the person hurling them. That is the twist. If a player is rough with an armadillo or curses it after it goes into the gutter then the armadillo will become upset and do something like unravel itself halfway down the lane and scurry off in search of grubs. But be nice to your armadillo and good things happen. If you rub its back or give it a beetle every time it lands a spare or just speak to it in a gentle voice before rolling it then it will get into the game so much so that even if you have a bad pitch the armadillo will roll back on course and nail a strike nine times out of ten. I was lucky enough to find an armadillo I got along with and my score shot up thirty points on average. I call her Lucky. She tends to roll to the left but she hits the pins with the force of a tornado. Thanks to this new style of bowling I would say I've become a more empathetic person, a more attentive husband and father though you'd have to ask my family for confirmation. The alley also tried something with pill bugs and tiny pool tables but that didn't go down so well. The armadillos keep eating them.
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