Taking the outer shell was a lot pulling that sword thing out of some rock by that knight guy.
After a little bit of swearing, mumbling to myself, mumbling to my 3 year old and finally offering prayers to the good Lord above, the outer shell popped off!
The rubber inside is a carvers jackpot!
It cuts like butter and is flesh colored already - well this one was. I've heard they can be any pastel color.
The serene look on this guys face is how my golf balls feel just before I sent them careening into the woods, to sleep with the fishes, or two fairways to the left to while away its existence until someone else finds the treasure.
A few more shots below and thanks, as always, for stopping by!
No comments:
Post a Comment