Oh, no! In the rough!
This one is for par:
Then at the last hole, I ran and told Mom and Dad right away that something was wrong with the hole and we should not, I repeat, should NOT put our balls down the hole. It was broken. I knew that if we hit our balls in, something bad was going to happen. So we walked over and handed our golf balls over to the nice lady at the counter. She looked at us funny.
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Reagan, sweety, I guess you won't get so apprehensive for the last hole only until one day you have comprehended the meaning of the word "automation".
I agree with you, who wants to put the ball into a hole that sucks the ball?
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