Frank Alvarez

I get very territorial over, like, a ball.

That's my ball.

That one is my fucking ball.

I don't really care that much, but I forgot just how, like... I don't know how to say this without sounding mean.

Bowling alleys are such a piece of shit, but they're so magical.

Yeah.

Like... Was it jumping?

It was a packed day.

Packed day at Bowling Alley.

So sorry.

Yeah, that was a wild octave.

I apologize.

But it was like...

really like every lane we just got in there was only one lane we just got it and like kids were running around like it just reminded me of the days when we were younger like the carpet was still the same carpet you know from the fucking 90s that smells like shit and had blood on it blood and spit you know and then it smelled like cigarettes and you know stale Coors Light yeah and just like but it's so magic

Yeah.

And I'm like, my dick wouldn't fit in here.

Like, what the fuck?

I'm not even kidding.

Whenever I remember that as a kid, I would always think of your father's thumb.

Because I'd be like, this is only for Joe's dad's thumb.