Lots of people talking about spring. We in the North especially. If I could only see one small patch of green grass ... I would happily roll around nekid in it. That might explain my recent recollection of my great round of golf with none other than Olga the Traveling Bra . You see, last year she arrived in a fed EX box and spent the week with me. Yes, a man and his pal "the bra" I like to call "Cuppie" for short. Saying Olga the Traveling Bra over and over gets tiring for an old Hollydale Mayor as myself.
Golf Guy: You know Speedy, we have all come to know you as a bit of a loonie, and it is alright with us, but to bring an BRA golfing is really weird.
Cuppie: Watch it Mr. plaid slacks ....
Speedcat: You tell em` Cuppie!
Golfguy: I must have taken to much cough syrup this morning, cause I just heard Miss lacy bra talking to me
Cuppie: You ain't seen nothin yet ....Speedcat: Well, lets tee off! The lady in the clubhouse is looking at our group with her phone in hand.
Golfguy: Tag one Speedcat !!!
Cuppie: umm, Speedy .... WHAT are you dooooin??
Speedcat: Well, you seem to be the perfect size for a head cover on my Fukajima 460cc oversized Driver
Golf Guy: ohhh dear
Cuppie: Ohhh ! - I see, now I am a accessory?? I'll have you know that (cart takes off) weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Speedcat: Cuppie, can we get a shot with you and me by the Par 5 sign???
Cuppie: Speedy, do I really have a choice??
Speedy: Nope
Golfguy: Can I take the photo? This could be a famous blog picture!!!
Speedcat: Knock yourself out, dogCuppie: You are stretching my arms Speedy, men have no common sense. Meleah never pulled on my extremities .....
Speedcat: Did you say something??? ..... " SAY CHEEESE " !!!!
Speedcat: EXTREMITIES ???
Golfguy: HA HAAAAAAAAA !!! This is the weirdest golf day ever
Cuppie: Put me back on the Fukajima 460 and hurry up the pace - people are pointing, and you know I do not like pointers
Speedcat: Ohh yeah? ... how about a few golf lessons !
Golfguy: Bras cannot golf ... speak maybe, but there is NO WAY
EPILOGUE: Cuppie never did hit a golf ball, but did a lot of swinging in the wind. Speedcat and Golfguy were given a stern warning by the course ranger, and drove home laughing all the way. Memories are the fruit of winters leavless trees ...
