Ur population is at 12 after my long time pal, Ray Cook, was run over last week.
political parties His bloodied shaft left untended on the floor for days.
My name is Tad Moore and I used to be the number one putter. I used to travel. I stayed in the finest hotels. Life was good. I am the same putter that drained a treacherous,
theme parties winding 12-foot birdie at Pebble Beach #9. I am the putter that brought home the cabbage versus JK time and time again.
But because I missed a few four footers, all my past glories were forgotten. I should have ran when after the round we stopped at Roger Dunn's golf shop. If only I had more than just one heel and toe. I should have seen it coming. I felt the life drain from my shaft when I saw eudaman carrying out a brand new Scotty Cameron Coronado 2 oilcan putter. All that practice, all those memories.
Thought I'd be in the bag forever. I shoulda listened to Hogan, the 7 i
