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A game of mini golf between the tombstones bouncing the ball off the trellis archway knocking into a tree trunk on the perimeter to put the ball  back into play Greyish black skeletons wielding irons and woods Their sunken eye sockets A perfect place to insert golf ***** then they pop them out grab them to their palm slap them to their mouth and **** them back like  Jaw Breakers
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
Bone Yard Mini Golf
A game of mini golf between the tombstones bouncing the ball off the trellis archway knocking into a tree trunk on the perimeter to put the ball  back into play Greyish black skeletons wielding irons and woods Their sunken eye sockets A perfect place to insert golf ***** then they pop them out grab them to their palm slap them to their mouth and **** them back like  Jaw Breakers
irving-macpherson
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New Scotland
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
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