Really weird story, but all my friends find it funny as it such a 'me' thing to do. I went to one of my works nights out at a local bowling place. I kept glancing over at this gorgeous girl over in the other lane and occasionally noticing her glancing back. After about half an hour of debating with myself I decided to just go over and speak to her, because what's the worst that can happen right? So I walk over and start speaking to her usual flirty stuff and I feel we hit it off nicely, so confidently I walk back to my lane and continue the night as normal and end up home. A sudden fear hits the back of my head that I didn't give her my name, number or any means of contacting me... I blew it! So I go to sleep, and wake up the next morning to discover a Facebook friend request from the girl, so I obviously accept and message her the usual formalities and then ask the glaring question: How did you get my name? Her reply was "you yelled that's how (insert my full name) does it you mother fuckers after getting a strike,". I've never both hated and loved myself so much for that moment... But it worked out, we've been together in a long distance relationship for 2 years and it's safe to say I'm in love.