Five years ago a bowling ball in a bag appeared in our office. I asked around about it. One of the drivers said that a fare had asked him to hold onto for him. There it sits. Once a year, I get a call from a guy who says ” This is Mike Mustard. Do you still have my bowling ball?” For the first 2 years, it took me a couple of phone calls to figure out what the hell he was talking about. By year 3, I just said “Yeah, we still have it. Do you need to come get it?” “No”, he said, “I was just checking to see if it was still there.” Every year, same call to check on the bowling ball. I guess we will keep it until Mr. Mustard dies or gets it, or we die.
Do you Still have my Bowling Ball?
Posted: January 14, 2012 in UncategorizedTags: entertainment, humor, taxi, travel
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taxicabtales 
1 ya spelled my last name wrong. lmao!!! I was just gonna leave a msg telling Robert hello and saw that. Gotta tell ya’s I knew you were good people first time I met ya’s. Its cool ya remember my crazy ass. And yeah I will be wantin my ball back if ya still got it. hahahaha!!!!
well, i normally don’t use last names or ANY names for that matter, to protect a little dignity lol. but your story was benign. glad you approve 🙂 sorry about the misspell.