I bet you did a little happy dance!
Your boys will hate you when you die (at a ripe old age of 103) and while cleaning out the house they discover you have millions upon millions of balls of every shape, size, color, etc. tucked away in corner up corner of your house. I have cousins who can hook you up if that's your goal, see: http://giarc35.blogspot.com/2009/03/golf-balls-new-currency_9553.html.
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