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#Pebble Beach 500

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#139753From: Paul Sanford [LVL5]Dec 4, 1994 9:42 PM
Hee-hee, Actually, its an entirely different story back from my days as a juvenille delinquent, before I was saved by the healing powers of donuts. OK, its about another 30-40 stories. No video camera back then, more of a verbal folklore thang. I'll have to tell you some night when you're tucked in bed with some hot chocolate. I giggle everytime I go to a golf course and they let me drive the carts without a background check… I've even finished late rounds only to find everyone at the pro shop has left for the night. Me, stuck there with a perfectly good cart and no one but my conscience around. ("I've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and I'm wearing sunglasses. Hit it.") Unfortunately they don't make three wheeled carts anymore. Its harder to get the four-wheeled ones up on two wheels. Or up light poles for that matter. <g> "Steve" -= It's a state of ND vs. … =-
#139798From: Kevin C. GibsonDec 5, 1994 8:02 AM
"Steve," I seldom drink hot chocolate down here in N'Awlins. Don't get as cold as it gets for you snowdiggers way up there in N.D. Glad you ain't living round these parts. Hate to see what you might do on the number nine green after midnight. <G> 😮 "Mr. Fargone… Is this your current address? May I see proof of insurance." "Insurance. We don't need no stinking insurance." FORE! -= M is for Mahalo! =-