An interesting thing happened to us last night during our league bowling tournament.
Every week we and other teams from publications across the city gather at Leisure Time, the bowling alley in the Port Authority, and compete, drink beer, and compare ironic t-shirts. Leisure Time is really amazing, because not only do they give you unlimited towers full of beer, but they also have this cheesy announcer who asks trivia questions. He wanders the alley with a microphone, wearing tight black jeans and a blazer with the sleeves rolled up, and he offers up free hours of bowling and other prizes for those who pay attention.
Yesterday, in addition to $1 Kamikaze shots, he offered our team Crystal Meth.
It was very subtle. He passed by our team (and admittedly, we do have a few fags on the roster) and was making some announcement about the cheap shots. Then he pulled the mic away from his lips, looked at us and another gay member of our team, and added “and perhaps a teeny pinch of Crystal Meth?”
There was a sparkle in his eye. We were stunned, to say the least.
We later investigated, and it turned out that other bowlers were surreptitiously offered cocaine – but only the GAYS were offered Crystal.
There’s a social message in here somewhere, but we’ve been having marathon unprotected sex with multiple anonymous partners since after bowling, so we can’t be bothered to find it. See you on Casual Encounters!