Friday, August 8, 2014

Cirlce, With the Music. The Flow.

I've been golfing a lot this summer.  I've improved a lot, but sometimes I'm extra terrible.  Yesterday, I was extra terrible on the putting.  The putting was atrocious.

Happy Gilmore helps with the bad strokes.  I don't actually javelin the pin like he does, but I quote him and use foul language, and it's kind of therapeutic. Yesterday while Dan was using foul language on my behalf, my golf pal, Melanie, misheard "You can suck my white ass, ball," and thought he said, "You can suck my one nut."

"What?" I said.  "ONE NUT?!"

"I thought it might be a thing," she laughed.

I was basically doubled over.  "A THING?  Do you know anyone with one nut?"

"I don't even know any one-nutted men," she sputtered.

"Dan," I howled, "do you know any guys with one nut?"

He just shook his head.

I actually hit a good shot after that.  The one-nut was the difference.


LH said...

BLAH! I'm tired of trying to comment! This is #4

LH said...

I made some cheerful remark about the importance of merriment.