Wow is right, and don't act like you don't remember that night (at least you can't deny the pics that surfaced the week after).  Don't fret, though, while there's plenty of Bowling action to be re-hashed, there won't be any praying to the porcelain god this time. Let's review.

No, these Gutter Fingers (Red) aren't comparing their inner forearms, they're going over some key ball-throwing techniques in order to maximize their Bowling potential.  Cup the hand, a little bit of wrist, use your first two fingers to guide - all great stuff (sorry for spilling your secret moves!)  It's okay, they have another secret...

Focus.  "Clear eyes, full hearts... CAN'T LOSE!"

And apparently it works.

Or better yet, you could get a pair of these magic Bowling wristbands.  All you have to do is go to Chico State and be a total bad-ass.  Ok, it's not for everyone, but it works for the Little Chico Creek Cheetahs (Blue Dusk). 

Or if school ain't your thing, you can always take the Brooklyn Bowl route to becoming a Bowling superstar - a.k.a. Rocketfries.  Yes, they really are fireworks, incoming and outgoing.  Spare Ribs & Turkeys (Lime, or Brown this time) chose this most delicious approach.

Of course, a certain level of Bowling prowess comes naturally to some. 

These two from Regulators (Forest) and Jesus H Strikes (Maroon) show off a little bit of thier Bowling muscle after throwing around a few 12 pound weights, maybe a few 8 pounders too.

Oh, so that's the secret.  Beer... as usual.

Like an air raid in enemy territory, the ladies of Strikeforce (Tennessee Orange) fly low and throw bombs at those pesky white pins.  But it's not all business for these four... actually, I don't think there's any business with them - here it's all fun and games.  My role models!

Enemy Beware!  I hear she has a secret move, too, that may or may not involve a little hop as she throws the ball.

All Business, All the Time

Speaking of business, this guy from Three Finger Death Strike (Cedar) felt the beat of the funky music up on the stage so much he danced his way to lane and landed a perfect st... okay, not a strike but it was still damn cool.

And what of that funky music I hear?  It was totally psychedelic funky cool at the alley that night.  If I had been in the middle of the desert, I would have thought aliens were about to abduct me (and hopefully take me to Chucky Cheese).

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Alien abductions are so in right now.

And last but not least, we leave you with a question of dire importance from  Blake and the Banditas (Daisy).  Where's your cojones?