....you would have something you shouldn't be touching this thread with
http://www.google.ca/url?sa=t&rct=j...=t0oD18BqYdEvDZEk-lvZlQ&bvm=bv.93990622,d.aWw
mr. Bond
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....you would have something you shouldn't be touching this thread with
http://www.google.ca/url?sa=t&rct=j...=t0oD18BqYdEvDZEk-lvZlQ&bvm=bv.93990622,d.aWw
My karma ran over my dogma
I am really happy the PGA banned the long putter. Also really happy to be able to make a contribution, small as it is, to this thread.
Reminds me of a girl I once knew. She had bruises all over her body. They were from 10' poles.
How many 10' poles does it take to screw in a light bulb? :smile:
That's the spirit!
My Uncle go to a psychiatrist. He says. "Doc, I think I'm a dog."
The Doctor says. "When did you start feeling this way?"
My Uncle says. "Ever since I was a puppy."
LoL it took me a good 5 minutes to get that lol
Real Strickland is a great polo player
Dyslexics untie!
Aloha
Just thinking if you had 10 people and 6 poles then that would be "state" workers out fishing.
Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled program.
Aloha
Just thinking if you had 10 people and 6 poles then that would be "state" workers out fishing.
Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled program.
Aloha
My cousin goes to the movies and is lying there sprawled out over two seats with one arm hooked over the back, and one leg draped over the seats in front of him.
The usher comes up and says. "Sir, we don't allow patrons to sit that way in this theater. Where do you come from?"
My cousin says. "The balcony." :smile:
The usher comes up and says. "Sir, we don't allow patrons to sit that way in this theater. Where do you come from?"
My cousin says. "The balcony." :smile:
"Hey Mr. Bond, are you for real or are you a figment of your own imagination?"
This is how you started this thread as the original poster of the thread.
.........Not a sad story, nor honoring anyone with how this thread has gone..
..........Just keepin' it real (and accurate)...
Have a great day.
Will Prout
I went to visit my cousin the other day, and when I got there he was cleaning up his old Buick.
"Hey cousin", I ask. "Why are you cleaning the Buick?"
My cousin says. "I'm getting ready to sell it."
"How many miles are on it?"
"A little over 250,000."
"Damn!" I exclaim. "Nobody's going to want a car with that many miles on it. Why don't you roll back the odometer?"
"Good idea." He says.
In a couple of weeks I go back over my cousins house and I notice the old Buick is still in the driveway.
"Hey, I thought you were going to sell the Buick?"
"What?" He says. "And get rid of a car with only 15,000 miles on it?"
"Hey cousin", I ask. "Why are you cleaning the Buick?"
My cousin says. "I'm getting ready to sell it."
"How many miles are on it?"
"A little over 250,000."
"Damn!" I exclaim. "Nobody's going to want a car with that many miles on it. Why don't you roll back the odometer?"
"Good idea." He says.
In a couple of weeks I go back over my cousins house and I notice the old Buick is still in the driveway.
"Hey, I thought you were going to sell the Buick?"
"What?" He says. "And get rid of a car with only 15,000 miles on it?"