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Originally Posted by A-4 Skyhawk
So this morning the Flintstones, Mrs. A-4 and I hit the links at Bonita Pass. Was a beautiful morning until we got to the last hole and Mrs. Flintstone launched a ball off a pitching wedge into the Sumbrella of my golf cart. We had a good laugh with some comments about the Governor's 10 iron assault on Tin Can Man's cart. Mrs. Flintstone chalked up her cue and proceeded to launch her next shot into the undercarriage of the same cart. All we heard was a long series of ricochets' under the cart and the ball disappeared. As Mrs. Flintstone was walking to the back of my cart to look for her ball, several seconds later, all of a sudden, as she puts it, "the cart pooped my ball out" on to the ground at her feet. This rash of golf cart attacks is getting a little crazy.
P.S. . . . . . the cart is okay and breakfast afterwards was great.
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Looks like Sue & I need to become partners!!!
Serves you right, A-4, for making fun of your beloved Mayor!!!
At least I didn't try to hit Mike like Jimbo tried to bean me with a fairway shot!!!
