There might be a number of golf balls in the canal just waiting to be salvaged and resold.
Maybe.
“Hey, I have an idea…”
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If you play the bounce off Tesla’s new roof just right you can take out a couple of Phaedra’s windows in a par 3.
You can? Excellent!
Don’t think that any broken or cracked windows will escape my notice, Mr. Lighthouse.
Will Mr Spires be held liable for any damages? I’m assuming this is the Golf Course next to the Cocojava gone awry… ?
Mr. Spires is only liable for the offended ears my cursing may have caused as a result of losing 12 strokes on a 2 foot putt.
((The clubs only work in the Academy, however it is fun to drive a few balls from the wall into the Academy sandbox to blow off a bit of steam.))
It was a delightfully blue streak, Em. I was impressed!
:-)
I’m going to have to take Mumsy over there for a round sometime. She might give you a run for your money.
“Hey, I have an idea…”
Five words guaranteed to strike terror into the heart of any New Babbager with common sense.
…
Good thing there aren’t too many of those around, right? *grin*
Also, and most importantly, is our unofficial town motto “What could possibly go wrong?”
I think the conversation typically goes something like this:
“Hey, I have an idea…”
<insert notion here that will inevitably result in broken glass, explosions, accidental poisoning, zombie plague, quantum disturbance, fallout, death, dismemberment, a broken fingernail or other unpleasant result, but which is nonetheless likely to be terrific fun>
“…what could possibly go wrong?”
< crowd of terrified people moving like a flock of birds, running, screaming … >
Oh! So you were there!
I was wondering how a golf ball became lodged up so high on the tower of our laboratory. When my father made report of something akin to rocks being thrown at the side of our home, I had originally attributed it to the irresponsible—but forgivable—wantoness of our street youth. You both should consider yourselves fortunate no windows were broken.
Awwww….
So where do you stand on trebuchets?
Having recent experience with a 10-foot trebuchet in real life, I would suggest one should not stand on trebuchets but rather one should stand off to one side.
Touché, sir!
Are you sure you’re not related to Gomez Adams, Emerson?
Emerson is not so swayed by French, and I haven’t seen Junie dress in all black, and you’re too short to be Lurch.
Although, if Arnold let his hair grow out and we dyed it just right, he might be able to pass for Cousin Itt.
Then is Gadget hmmm Pugsley?
I think Arnold would be Kitty Cat.
Well I think it’s safe to say that Petharic’s the neighbo…oh right Book’s already claimed that role earlier today.
Did you happen to break any of her windows?
An idea for making golf more exciting: http://www.halfbakery.com/idea/Artillery_20Golf