One year, twelve of us golfers were in Myrtle Beach, and all of us were having a great time. On the second evening after golf that day and dinner at Greg Norman’s Steakhouse, we decided to all head to one of the local strip clubs for some entertainment and beer, or at least eleven [...]
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- Prelude
- #2: The Infamous Krispy Kreme Doughnuts
- #4: The Amazing Putter Throw
- #12: The Club Championship at St. Andrews, part 1
- #8: Muirfield Scotland and Lunch – Part 1
- #23: The Myrtle Beach Nightlife, the Midnight Call, and the Bible
- #22: Skiing in Vail on Super Hot Wings
- #21:PRESTWICK GOLF COURSE, TIGHTWAD TERRY AND HIS MARKERS
- #20:Ireland and the IRA
- #19: Scotland in the Morning – Follow the Rising Sun
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