Reply With QuoteI've only ever had orange ones. We weren't really allowed things like that when I was growing up. Sweets were still on the ration.Originally Posted by Viva Prat Vegas
The plain chocolate one with the golf ball on the wrapper
10 characters? Pile of cund.
I've only ever had orange ones. We weren't really allowed things like that when I was growing up. Sweets were still on the ration.
seven iron
Always liked a four iron myself. I could always rely on hitting a four iron straight. Anything bigger than that and it was a 50:50 ball at best.
Currant or plain. My mum knew not to put the orange ones in my lunchbox.
Silly game anyway, b. Liked to use a 7 just to hit the ball around the garden. None of this putting nonsense
The sand wedge was a worthy one
Did the job of getting it up and out of the pit
None of that distance and direction complication
It is silly. Not without its pleasures, though. The major problem is the sort of people who play it.
I wory for the state of LAs garden
If he's whacking a 7 Iron about in it, I'm impressed by the size of it.
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