My putting has been less than stellar lately so to see an instructor make one from 200 feet makes me want to throw my clubs in Lake Erie.
Also, why does every damn item in golf that someone decided to make pink have to have a freaking breast cancer ribbon on it? I like pink. No, I love pink but I don't want to look like I just got back from a Walk-A-Thon or a Breast Cancer Awareness charity golf tournament.
Uh oh. Now I've done it. Watch me get breast cancer now. Fuck it. If the doctor has to chop them off it'll just improve my game because they won't get in the way anymore. So there.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
I've been lazy lately on this blog, mostly posting videos. As soon as the weather gets shitty again (I'm in Ohio so it shouldn't be too long) I promise to post more than the latest crap from youtube. Until then, fat guy does split, gets hernia- yay!