While nearing the end of a 975 mile putt (4 days) last saturday I stopped at a Sonny's BBQ place in Stuart FL for lunch. I was stowing the helmet - had my doo rag and shorty gloves on and an old Guy hollers at .... in a loud not so friendly voice...
"HEY ... ARE YOU LOST????"
I am not sure he is talking to me and he repeats it again.
"HEY ... ARE YOU LOST????"
I am like... "ahhh no I am not lost"
"WELL DAYTONA IS 2 Hours north... "
================after I eat==============
i search the old bird out and ask him --- " ARE YOU LOST??"
he says ... "WHAT"
I said... " well with Alzheimers being so prevolent I wanted to make sure you could find your way back to your Trailer park"
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