For the past six months, I've been playing golf every Wednesday with a foursome that includes a very laid back, quite cardiologist who is of Pakistani origin. He usually says about 10 words during the whole match. He is an excellent golfer.
Two weeks ago he was having a bad putting day. When he missed the third short putt, I heard every variation of the "F" word that has been uttered and then some. Like the drill instructors back at Parris Island. The whole while he was swinging his putter over his head like a bolo.
JLK
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