Boogie on Golf
Someone suggested something to me. They suggested that, with all the things that happen to me whilst I have attempted to play golf, I should maybe try tennis. I am nothing, if not game. Well, I could be a gullible idiot but I'll let you be the judge. I dug around in my closet and found my trusty Ching-Wah Brand racket right where I left it 20 years ago. I found a tennis ball that had recently been used to provide my red-boned coonhound a chew toy. The fuzz was mostly gone but it...
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