we were the dark horse. the cinderella team. no one (including us) expected to make it past the first round. and yet somehow, 8 hours of bowling later, there we were: playing for the cup.
but the cakes were tired. i was sick. heidi still hadn't picked out an outfit for the dinner party of intimidation. we'd all had a bit too much to drink. marty (an honorary cake) was concocting game theory strategies to bring home the cup, but alas - even kelly's stellar bowling wasn't enough to carry us.
some say we choked. some say the other team was mean (they were). but i say: the cakes played their little hearts out.
and man, was it fun.
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you should write a children's book based upon that story. It would sell millions.
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