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Wild caribou roam the plains of the smooth golf greens. A pest to all those who don the plus fours. Emerging from the rough they charge at will, impacting with the power of a comet. They must be killed on sight. An 8 iron behind the head usually does the trick, and 19th hole is adorned with the coat stand silhouettes of dispatched caribou heads.
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Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 5:16 AM UTC
caribou on the greens
Wild caribou roam the plains of the smooth golf greens. A pest to all those who don the plus fours. Emerging from the rough they charge at will, impacting with the power of a comet. They must be killed on sight. An 8 iron behind the head usually does the trick, and 19th hole is adorned with the coat stand silhouettes of dispatched caribou heads.
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Dec 31, 2012 at 5:16 AM UTC
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