Tuesday, July 29, 2008

"My balls!"

Stew was in our backyard practicing with his new golf set when Joe went by with the lawnmower (not running). Well, the lawnmower ran over a couple of the golf balls. Stew yelled out, "My balls!" and all I could think was "I bet that won't be the only time you'll make that remark in your lifetime.".
Sorry, I just had to share.
Oh, and the balls were fine.

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