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Gary Grice
Happy Rainy, Rainy Night in Georgia! Hardly enough here to settle the dust but I guess we will take what we can get. Cool cloudy days make it even harder to get anything done. Kathy, I doing okay. I hope your surgery will go well and your recovery will be speedy. We will miss you this weekend. I trust everyone is having a BLESSED week and is getting as excited as I am about seeing some old friends this weekend. I'm always seeking some wisdom to share and I happened upon a story of a golf hazard that I hope Jim hasn't encountered, but if he did - I hope he had $20. Have a GREAT day out there! Later.
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A little old lady was walking down the street dragging two large plastic garbage bags behind her. One of the bags was ripped and every once in a while a $20 bill fell out onto the sidewalk. Noticing this, a policeman stopped her, and said, “Ma’am, there are $20 bills falling out of that bag.”
“Oh really? Darn it!” said the little old lady. “I’d better go back and see if I can find them. Thanks for telling me officer.”
Well, now, not so fast,” said the cop. Where did you get all that money? You didn’t steal it, did you?”
“Oh, no, no”, said the old lady. “You see, my back yard is right next to the Golf course. A lot of golfers come and pee through a knot hole in the fence, right into my flower garden. It used to really tick me off. Kills the flowers, you know. Then I thought, ‘why not make the best of it?’ So, now, I stand behind the fence by the knot hole, real quiet, with my hedge clippers. Every time some guy sticks his thing through my fence, I surprise him, grab hold of it and say, O.K., buddy! Give me $20, or off it comes.”
“Well, that seems only fair,” said the cop, laughing. “OK. Good luck! Oh, by the way, what’s in the other bag?”
”Well, you know”, said the little old lady, “not everybody pays.”
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