Get Strokes When Playing a 14 Year Old

Before I die there are just three things I would like to understand: the meaning of life, women and why I can't hit the ball on the course like I do on the driving range. I once tried self hypnotism, where you count back from 20, deep breathing in between numbers. But I always lost track of what number came next.

I had a friend that found the answer in a beer can. On the 4th hole of every Saturday round you could hear the fissspop as he cracked a cool one. His game would markedly improve I tried playing after taking muscle relaxants for a back problem. I shot a 92; but, hell, I didn't give a damn
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