18 holes last night:
3,4,2,3,5,4,5,3,3 = +5
3,4,3,4,4,4,3,2,3, = +3
= +8
9 holes this morning:
3,4,3,5,4,3,4,3,3 = +5
attempt at a second round which ended in me frantically smashing my disc golf bag against the ground about 6 times in a row that cause my tupperware full of caramel bars and strawberries to open and get smashed all over the inside of my bag and discs; all of which I proceeded to whip out of the bag and kick around in the grass while I yelled every bad word and phrase that I know. I think that my reaction was also influenced by a tractor that kept getting in my way all morning and then drove over my disc:
4, 4, 3, 3, 5, 3........and was on my way to at least a 5 before I quit
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that stinks. but it is pretty funny. did you try to salvage the carmel bars?
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