You The Uberman!
The bitter winds of October bring cold, rain, and soon snow to the once green grass of the fairways. The icy scythe of death has swept over the greens, as it will one day sweep over all of us. The golf course is as empty as our future. The golf season is over. And yet our pointless lives go on. Why?
posted by Chad at 10/18/2004 06:25:00 AM
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I Am a BiG fAn. MaYbeE We Kan PlaY GolF tOgetHer WHen iT GiTs nYce Out AgIn?
WhaT iZ A NiHList?
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