- We don’t have golf shoes.
- Both of our Odyssey putters are worth more than our entire sets of clubs.
- When we leave the Stanley Park Par Three Pitch and Putt we take our clubs on the bus. Once last year with Greenly it was right smack in the middle of the Folk Festival which we obviously didn’t know and all the patchouli lovers made mean faces at us and were not very PEACE like.
- This year I have to find a ‘tube’ top to golf in because I CAN NOT HAVE ANY TAN LINES for the wedding OR I will DIE and have to go Bridezilla on EVERYONES ass. I think I’m going to have to get something silly printed on it like, SOON TO BE Mrs. Carlson [even though I’m keeping my name] and my dress is strapless, stop staring at me ASSHOLE. This way people won’t be like how come that sluty girl can golf so good?
This entry was posted
on Thursday, March 23rd, 2006 at 7:05 am and is filed under Uncategorized.
You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.
All content (c) 2005 - 2008 Gus Greeper, unless otherwise credited. All rights reserved.
