We all channel surf…and because the infomercials are scattered on random channels, it takes a while for us to find the best one: the one with the jewelry. Anyway, as we flip through the multitude of maddening media, we are almost sure to encounter the best of the bunch: the golf channel.
We all like action movies, loaded with thrill that makes your heart skip a beat. Unfortunately, not all of us can afford to rent one every time we catch the hankering. This would be a problem if we didn’t have that handy channel thirty-some, just waiting to be clicked on.
So you’ve coaxed you’re out-of-whack remote to thirty-some, and are greeted by… what? A load of grass? No, silly goose, that’s golf. You just happened to switch there at the wrong time-in the 20 minutes that the camera surveys the grass. Oh, wait there it goes…that little white ball. That one you can hardly see. That one that’s rolling past the tree…the post…the dock. That one that just fell into the water. Splash. Bummer for whacker 21. Oh well. Now he’s got to fish it out. Where’s his cart? There it is. Yes, it would be a bother to go through the trouble of actually walking that hundred feet.
And up comes whacker 58. Slowly. Slowly. The cat’s asleep. Here he is, standing two feet away from the hole. He hits. Suspense…He makes it. Yesssssss.
You get my point.
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I agree with FunkeyMonkeyGirl on that! :-D
I need something new to read!!! I know you like the golf article and I like it too, but please put something new on here for us to read and comment on.
You told me you would post something new and you didn't. I'm so disappointed in you! (In one of those soap opera fake-crying voices)
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