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Golf's a Head Game

In a rut
                      No but
                 Make your putt
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Krutsinger Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 12:49 PM
I have to say my days on the golf course are not represented here. I thought it was hilarious and laughed a lot until I got kicked "off" the course for laughing too loudly. I never hesitated and every shot was bad.
Wolf Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 5:50 PM
I can just picture you on the golf course, Caren. You probably went swimming on the water holes, and made sand castles in the sand traps. Giggle...
Faulkner Avatar
September 11, 2020 at 2:10 PM
I always liked mini golf better - it's so much harder to hit the ball between two spinning blades of a wind turbine!
Wolf Avatar
September 11, 2020 at 2:34 PM
Hahaha! Right you are. Sounds like you played the hardest mini-golf course available! ~ Duffer Dan
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