So there’s this golf course behind our house. Like, not RIGHT, right behind our house, but close enough that I can see the golfers, if I go stand at the edge of the woods, and take my camera, and zoom in, and my boy is out there golfing, and oh my god, I’m not a stalker. I am not a stalker!!!
Whoa, reality check.
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