"Regina, Is that you?" Said a voice over the intercom. The ball that was practicing by randomly bouncing off the walls was sighing and finally went to the front desk and looked at the ball who was talking.

"Don't use that tone with me," said Regina the pong ball. "Do I look like Blanche Devereaux?"

"As a matter of fact, you look like a pair of earrings that woman owns," Said the other ball named Mr Potato Titty from Augusta.

"Did you see the way Caitlyn the white line was looking at Erik the other white line?" Said Regina. "She looks at him like he owes her a new set of China for her dinnerware closet!"

Caitlyn appeared and said, "Erik is no good. He just wants to shoot beer cans with that shitty rifle he got from Raleigh and now he believes it's my fault that I don't have a tattoo on my asshole!"

"you have an asshole?" Asked Mr Potato Titty from Augusta. "I bet that's why he stopped talking to that girl named...uh...Michelle!"

"her name is Roseanne Elizabeth Yancy Nylund," said Caitlyn. "Is that so hard to understand?"

Regina was getting super bored and thought of Silly Putty and Play Doh. Was it too hard for her mom to give her mom permission for tokens at the bowling center? Probably not.

The balls just kept bouncing to that southern rap music.