I played nine holes with some friends yesterday and at one point was offered a real Cuban cigar. How could I turn down the opportunity to say that I'd smoked one? Well, I tried and ended up getting a little sick, so this is as far as I got with it.ETA:
I almost forgot the best part of the day. We were at a very short hole and I overshot the green with my nine iron. It goes over and behind this hill. So I go over the hill and chip it hoping it'll land on the green. No such luck. It lands on the other side of the hill but it didn't roll the way I thought it would. So I chip it again, a nice little delicate chip, and it bounced once on the green and then rolled right into the hole, wedged between the pin and the side.
I was so psyched I had to take a picture:
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