miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

hackers

when you go golfing with your buddies and they both really suck, you generally try and take it easy on 'em. i call it playing down to your competition. down....way down.... till you can't go down anymore. linked up with tay and ty for a round at the country club. thoroughly enjoyable... mostly the parts where we made fun of eachothers clubs and accessories. tay's geico lizard headcover bearing most of the brunt. the only things that were consistent were the unspectacular shots and playing on the wrong fairways. my drives where like indiana jones' whip: intimidating, made loud noises, never straight. clubs were thrown, bags were hit beers were drank. tay became an angry drunk and we put up more snowmen than micheal keaton in jack frost











you gotta keep a close eye on the little guy, he'll cheat and make "hole in ones" when you aren't looking

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