We went to Sushi Yoshi on friday night with my Dad and Wendell and my brother and his friend and my friend. Then we let the old guys pay the check and we went on our merry way to the lamest minigolf ever but it was okay because I slayed.
Although, the definition of slayed is a little hazy, so here's how the minigolf went down: My friend and I kicked the balls into the holes, automatically giving us a hole in one. My brother and his friend rolled their eyes.
Because thats how mini golf works right?
After we made it in, we'd scream, "Kobe!!!"
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