Since The Masters represents the beginning of the new year I resolve to the following:
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I will never, and I mean never ever say or write “The Toonament” again. I’ve done it a lot—and thought I sounded pretty sporty—until I just read it on someone elses BLOG and almost chili-dipped the Shrimp Caesar and sweet tea I had for lunch
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I will not bet on Charley Howell III to win The Masters because he’s from Augusta…I love ya Three Sticks but enough is enough babe
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I am going to stop defending Monty. His latest rant on not getting invited makes him sound fussy…even for him…besides the best Scot(t) playing golf today is Adam. What’s up with that?
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And last but not least I’m going to admit to myself that no, Seve is never going to win another toonament…OK, that was the last one…promise.
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