It's 8 PM on a Saturday. The dim lights give off a nightclubby feel, not to mention the bouncer at the door, red-carpet entrance, thumping music and raspy-voiced DJ. I expect to see half-naked women dancing on tables. Oh, but wait! It's a bowling alley. Remember bowling? That family-friendly sport where you could yuk it up with the kids? Welcome to the NEW bowling: martinis, mojitos, and mayhem. As my friends and I downed round after round of drinks at Leisure Time Bowl in NYC, we had no choice but to say cheers to the poor family with kids at the next lane. What's next? Hooters gals at the playground?
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