The table cracked down the middle under Cosmic Bruno's bowling ball. The oaf always forgot how heavy his ball was compared to most peoples, and the weak tables of this land just couldn't support the weight of dark matter bowling balls.
It was ok though, Cosmic Bruno's visit with his mother was over, and he'd be leaving Scotland that evening. The train ride back to Sagittarius A* was long, but he'd need the time to reflect on his dreadful performance at the Cosmic Bowling Galactic Championships.
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