Wankered

The other day I received a phone call from my grandpa. He asked if my sister and I would want to go bowling with him and my grandma next Sunday so we could spend some time. Of course I said yes. Now, that Sunday was today. They picked us up and here we were on our way to the bowling alley. We get there, get our shoes, and I start to set up our names in the computer so we can start. As I was doing that I look over and notice a huge group of adults dancing around and falling over, drunk as hell. At first I didn't really pay much attention to them. But as time progressed they started to get louder and louder. They would catch my attention when I wasn't up to bowl. I would just stare at them humiliate themselves. They reminded me of a bunch of oblivious teenagers, all over each other and spanking each others butts. And at one point this woman jumps up on top of the counter and starts dancing as three men shove dollar bills down her pants. Now, really? How old are we? I honestly felt like I was in a bar or something. It was crazy. I mean here I am, trying to spend some quality time with my grandparents at a bowling alley and there are drunks all over the place! Its so sad. Oh! and there were tons of little kids there with their families for a birthday party. And these "adults" are sitting here totally smashed grabbing each other all over. Gosh! I wanted to punch them! My little sister was so intrigued by them and she is nine!! Think of the example they are setting but they have absolutely no idea! wow. Finally my grandparents said enough is enough and we ended up cutting our bowling time short. Its just too bad that people have to rely on something like alcohol to have a good time.