jdisc
09-07-2006, 07:49 PM
The sheerness of cursing has troubled George Ward golfers for perhaps before the chains were stood. But this frivolous summer, now leading into the fall, has grounded our foul dry mouths into a bond of devastation. What more would one want than to damn that shitty throw to satan so as to never ache again. We must throw ourselves free! Join me and others this Saturday for a good clean time.
Thanks,
The DGAC for life.
Thanks,
The DGAC for life.