My Gram was in town. I got home just in time to be able to see her before she flew back to Michigan. Could have called her Grammy Woods out on the green.
Played some mini golf with her and my sister... who kinda looks like me when i was 15...
the pork chop sideburns weren't intimidating enough to take down the unstoppable putting force of the G-RAM.
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