The Great Superbowl Championships
It was quite a day like never before. After a superb lunch at Ellenbourough Market, Merchant Court, all three families adjourned to the Superbowl at Marina Square. Yup, The Boy's joker dad managed to convince my antique dad to go bowling together. Don't they look funny in their bowling shoes of yellow and blue?
The mummies had pretty shoes on, so they demanded a shot too. And everyone, checking out each opponent's scores. 
The newly-wedded couple (the masterminds behind this great outing) and the supporting cast!
The great team of sistas, who scored quite a number of fluke strikes, for reasons unknown. It was weird how we each could only play in one particular lane, and not the other.
And finally....The Winning Team 
1 comment:
HAHAHA, are you trying to pick me up Mudgod? Are you being suggestive? Should I, as a wife, refer to my hubby for all matters, so perhaps you would like to run this matter by him? ;)
Oh, the old man has sprained his back. Not sure about the chances of kicking ball this weekend. Superman la?
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