Oh, wait. If he went to watch Mom bowl, I'd be home alone. I would not like that.
Mom has a few old bowling balls in the den. She uses them as bookends. Anyway, she got an old plastic Brunswick down and told me it's mine! I love balls! I even love balls I can't pick up!
I can't pick up a bowling ball, but I sure can roll it around the yard. I love bowling! I can't wait until it's warmer outside to bowl some more! Next time I'll try to keep it from rolling all the way down the hill.
Here's me bowling! I'm Deuce! I look pretty handsome on the screen, don't I?