EarthRocker
Birdie Member
Too soon oldt, und too late schmardt. (That was engraved on a piece of wood in my Sainted Mum's kitchen.)
But I just saw three words that reminded me of a lost disc..."Big Jerm Thunderbird."
And it made me want to cry. Lost it at Winthrop in the pond...when there was a dude already in the water 15 feet from where it went in. Frigin' hilarious, right?
Rules? OB? Always. In the casual-but-competitive group I play with on Wednesdays, it's always the same: as soon as someone goes out of bounds, it's "We playing OB?" And I always answer: "Yes. Because it's, you know, out of bounds. But if you don't wanna play by those rules, because you're too drunk or high to care, and you can still sleep at night, go ahead and do your thing."
Just don't tell me at the end of the round, with your chest all puffed out, that you shot 6-under.
But I just saw three words that reminded me of a lost disc..."Big Jerm Thunderbird."
And it made me want to cry. Lost it at Winthrop in the pond...when there was a dude already in the water 15 feet from where it went in. Frigin' hilarious, right?
Rules? OB? Always. In the casual-but-competitive group I play with on Wednesdays, it's always the same: as soon as someone goes out of bounds, it's "We playing OB?" And I always answer: "Yes. Because it's, you know, out of bounds. But if you don't wanna play by those rules, because you're too drunk or high to care, and you can still sleep at night, go ahead and do your thing."
Just don't tell me at the end of the round, with your chest all puffed out, that you shot 6-under.
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