BestFriend took me to the driving range last night. I knew that golf was hard but I thought I'd at least hit the ball a couple of times. I think this game is going to take a little while to pick up.
I did have a moment that would have made America's funniest Videos when the club totally slipped out of my hands and went sailing. (No one was hit in the balls and no animals were around, so I wouldn't have won). It was something straight out of a movie. I almost hit this father-son pair next to us. I was mortified!!!! The worst part... they left after that! Dear baby jesus lying in the manger.
As is becoming ritual on Monday nights, BestFriend retired to the couch at 8:00 and proceeded to watch large muscular men in spedos and knee high boots fondle each other in a romp to see who gets to be on top. I still in amazement as to how such a show has become so popular.
Thought of the Day
She don't live here no more
I heard she's staying down the street with the dead beat
That don't treat her right with two bad ass kids
Guilt and Regret
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
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You make me laugh.....wish I was there to see the flying golf club, not so much the wrasling. =)
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