19th hole
Hi everybody. My blog went out of control and was hijacked by hackers. Golf hackers, that is. But that's all right. I used to love golf.
Except when I played with the guy who took a Mulligan on every hole and tee-ed up his shots on the fairway and foot wedged his ball out of the trap. Gimme's at 3 feet… Eraser in hand, as someone wrote.
Then he had the nerve to tell you he beat you by two strokes and I had to buy the brews. I mean the Dr. Pepper.
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Today was my birthday, thank you very much. As a present, drop by on Sunday and read the only "story" I've written in years. I hope you'll like it, even if it's not about golf.
You are loved,
Brady
3 Comments:
Joyeux Anniversaire mon ami!
I look forward to reading your story. It's too late to get a gift there so allow me to give you what I can: a prayer for your ministry, your family, your health, and your happiness.
Blessings, brother. (Is this 46?)
Happy birthday Brady. May God continue to bless you, your family, and your ministry.
P.S.
Apologies for my part in the blog hijacking. May I have a "blog mulligan?"
Happy Birthday my friend! I will forever see you as "twenty-something"!
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