Chapter 33 Longitudinal Fixes
Tonight’s silly disclaimer
The disclaimer for today should include that the author is apparently an idiot along with 40 or so companions who waited for a golf course to thaw out to play 18 holes in a cold screaming wind. I really think each time a golf club is in your hands your IQ goes down a least 40 points. I should be thankful for no rain. Enough self-loathing and regret I suppose I have fictional characters to take that out on. Some are my own creations some are characters from The Big Bang Theory. I of course do not own theirs.
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