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Tennis Anyone

there's no need it would be love fifty fifty so let's change up sports she's a par eight hole one water trap and a sand before or after the fifth starting with wood progressing to an iron but knowing the last is always the putt so now down on the green i eye the slope of the shot butt see a slight dip and in the curvature of the mound i slice to the right as the ball follows slowly to the hole not in one but this ain't miniature golf folks

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Date: 8/6/2019 2:06:00 PM
This made me smile, once you find the right mound, practice, practice, practice!
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Jeff Connelly
Date: 8/6/2019 5:57:00 PM
A smile is worth a thousand words. Thank you. And by all means practice jajaja.

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