Like any normal weekdays, I’d swing a few hundred balls just to keep my composures right. On top of that, something to take the edge off. And certainly, golf helps a lot!
A couple of friends, who’s already good enough decided to tap along. I had no problem with that. Who knows, I might learn a thing or too. I was already halfway through my bucket, the friend started pulling my leg.
“Pukul dah lawa, jom la lawan”
I know for a fact, this bunch of crowd bets on the green. I declined right away. It’s against my principle, to associate gambling and sports. And gabling I can do only at http://www.slotmachinesuperstore.com/.
They stood there, being so insistent just to ensure I’d take up the offer. They’re trying their best to win money from beginners. Bad … bad boys!
I couldn’t stand them nagging anymore, so I took the offer.
When I thought about it again, and again, and again. I don’t think I’m up for this. No way santa maria, I’d bet on the green. My father doesn’t, so I shouldn’t be. I should take a stand on this. I’m not going to bet, but I’ll make sure I’ll win.
ps: I would settle for “kalah belanje” deal