OT ***Golf Gods 1 -- Mqurice 0*** Well, I birdied the first [difficult] hole, putting from just off the green into the hole, and the stupid gods were in big trouble. But they are cunning as hell. They carved up my friend [who fired, truly, 4 balls into a valley and one sliced over a fence at the second tee which was has NEVER come even close to happening before, which so upset him that it turned him into a demented maniac]. By carving up my friend, they showed their cowardly ways. Distracting me in sympathy.
I got 7 x 3 putts [which is absurd!]. Maybe 1 or possibly 2 in a game would be heaps.
Even at the 12th there was a chance.
Uncle Franq, I did my best, but the evil ones were too powerful, preferring destruction and torment instead of happy communion and achievement.
Call me a hack, a chastened hack.
:-[
Mq
PS: I will return! Or, in modern parlance, I'll be back!
With a little 'edit' time left, I see, 'I'll be watching' is also a good one.
By the way Ed, it's 'bated' breath, not 'baited' which would be smelly fish-breath or something. You know, bated as in unabated and stuff like that. Maybe I should do spelling bees and you fight the Golf Gods! :-]
Okay, better read this thread - I already see Jim Willie's violent obsession continues with his schedule of guns and dark mind. |
