"Have you got a spare?" she questioned.
"Honey," I sighed, "I'm not at the bowling alley yet."
So you can hear the pins drop!
It's so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
The staff went on strike.
Yeah, it was dark.
But he couldn't keep his mind out of the gutter.
A strike.
strike!
I swear, you couldn't hear a pin drop.
My cousin was complaining about bowling alleys and that she doesn't like them because they are too loud. My uncle responded, "actually, bowling alleys are pretty quiet. In fact, they're so quiet you can hear a pin drop"
"Well there is AMC so AMF should be coming up soon"
when my dad the noticed the "L" in the "BOWL" sign was out.
Dad: "Looks like they turned the bowling alley into an archery range.
“I’ve been framed!”
Well, the real estate agent sold this place to me as being somewhere "you can hear a pin drop".
And that's how I ended up buying the apartment right above a fricking bowling alley.
Told me she took a certain P.E. class because it had bowling in it.
me: "Well I guess that class is... Right up your alley."
She was not amused.
They all went on strike and the manager went spare.
The staff went on strike.
It must have been so quiet in there, that you could hear a pin drop.
