Well I golf today. Yes, in my own front yard… 5 Iron…
Practice ball. I am really good and I picked up golfingabout 2 months ago after solving childhood issues with 'Furby's *Flashback to Furby day 1* I woke up at the middle of the night at the age of 4 or 3 and hearmy Furby talking in a demon voice. It was saying scary things. We got rid of it later. *Flash back to modren day* At least I don't have clown issues, yes like you…you know who I'm talking to. *Flash back to start of golfing 2 months ago* I was about to move and was cleaning out my garage and then I saw a Furby next to a golf club… the same ol' 5 Iron. I took a few swingssome like the "Happy Gilmore Charge" and some like Tiger himself. Then the Furby almost caught fire when I caused a spark with the golf club from hitting the cement, but I hit the Furby till it was 'no more'.*Modren Day* Now I can hit a ball a nicely, but afraid to hit a my fullest for having a 'Death by Ball' report from the neighbors and my neighbor across the street… cop, so If I hit anyone… I'll be in Mexico.
Playing golf in the yard is not a good idea, especially with drivers.
[creepy voice]You hide light from me[/creepy voice]
God, I hate them.biggmax: I'm not using drivers just a 5 Iron
DesertFox: I know, nowthey can walk and stuff! Its creepyIt's like Chucky… Only furry!
Lets see-
You hide light from me, YeahTo feed them you shove your finger down the beakbeakfurryMY GOD CALL VAN HELSING THEY'RE FUZZY DEMON BIRDS!*Talks in Dr.Phil voice* Now how does this make you feel?
I remeber my Furby, still have it sitting on my shelf. It used to say "feed me… I'm Hungry… Feed me" all night long… I didn't sleep until the battery wore out.