Hopefully it wasn't six ;) I remember once when I was probably fifteen or so, practicing drives from the edge of the lawn outside our cottage onto the sandbars below...my father was walking the dog out by the water's edge..nailed him in the back of the head at well over two hundred yards...he went down like a dropped brick and I decided going to the little store waaayyy up the laneway for ice cream seemed like a better idea than waiting for him to make it up the bank.
I think this guy is playing the game with new rules; the lowest score isn't the object any more.
ReplyDeleteCan we call him Ace now?
ReplyDeleteHopefully it wasn't six ;)
ReplyDeleteI remember once when I was probably fifteen or so, practicing drives from the edge of the lawn outside our cottage onto the sandbars below...my father was walking the dog out by the water's edge..nailed him in the back of the head at well over two hundred yards...he went down like a dropped brick and I decided going to the little store waaayyy up the laneway for ice cream seemed like a better idea than waiting for him to make it up the bank.
I'm such a bad golfer,
ReplyDeleteI hafta yell "Aft!"
Five - Six ….pickup sticks
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