Went bowling with the not-boyfriend for a couple of hours. Good times were had. This morning, I awoke to find that, damn, my ass hurts.
I didn’t expect bowling to result in a sore ass. Sore wrist, maybe, sore arm.
Sore ass?
It was totally innocent bowling, I promise!
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