Lockeroom Wanker Cup

Miss America in Fine Form!

Fri, 20 Jun 2008 11:40:53 GMT

Hey Google, Thanks !

Yesterday, the search term " why do wives hate golf" led some poor soul to the front door of my blog.

If someone is so desperate to hear this answer that they google it, then by all means come on in and have a seat.

Reasons:

#1. Golf is stupid.

#2. You spend more money on golf than you do on taking your wife anywhere (the doctor's office does not count because it is your fault we got knocked up).

#3. You have ADD so badly that you cannot mow the lawn all in one attempt. But yet, you manage to keep your concentration for 4 hours straight on the golf course. Lucky for you I have attached a little white dimpled ball to the front of the mower so maybe you can chase that around while the mower is on.

#4. Did I say 4 hours ? Well, that all depends doesn't it ? Sometimes it takes you 4 hours and others it takes you 6 and when it does take you 6 and I question that you act as if it always has and I'm losing my mind for not remembering that.

#5. You think that getting a new club is an excuse for having to play this God awful game again, no matter that you just played yesterday. You don't see me buying a new brand of tampons and insisting I go swimming right this second to try them out and make sure they work.

#6. The delusion that the beer girl wants to nail you right there on the 9th fairway, is just that. A delusion. She's just like a stripper honey, the more you like her, the more you buy. And the more you buy, the drunker you get. The more drunk you get, the more you tip her.

#7. You do not have to play golf every time you are invited. Ya just don't. Really, they won't meet you at the playground at 3:30 and beat you up if you don't. Even though I remind you of that, you remind me that it's bad business to decline an invitation. Really ? How about bad marriage advice 101 ? It's worse to tell your wife that-- even though she is sick, 3 of your kids are sick and the other 3 are acting like they found a meth lab --that you're gonna go hit the sticks because you don't really feel like being at work today. Well, guess what ? Maybe your wife doesn't feel like being married today fucker.

Tee Off Time

Wed, 14 May 2008 17:00:30 GMT

The tee off time is now set for

8:30 a.m.

First Round of the Year

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 00:31:00 GMT

It's that time again, and the first round of the year will take place on Sunday Apr. 20th

The tee off time is a later one due to frost and will start at 9:30 weather permitting.

The forecast is calling for no rain, so lets get out and get going, the order will depend

on when you get there etc., just like we did it last year.

A.Z.

Great News

Thu, 03 Apr 2008 13:13:34 GMT

MFT, one of our committee memebers has asked me to let everyone know that he's spoken with Dave

from Springwater. In fact, Dave was looking forward to a call from us. MFT wants to let everyone know

that last years price for Sunday golf will remain the same as last year, no increase!

Dave is looking forward to having all of us back for Sunday golf and of course the Wanker Cup.

MFT did mention that those of you that do indulge in skins on Sundays, that they will be

settled at the course this year and not at the pub, it would be nice to give a little something

back to the course, drinks, snacks etc. seeing that the cost of a round has not gone up and

is the best in the region.

Tee-off times will be around the same time as last year as well, the course blocking spots

for us, remember later starts in the spring due to frost, stop by the pub to get the latest on

when tee-offs will commence, that's when the snow is f'n gone..........

Big Al

1st Committee Meeting

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 11:47:15 GMT

Wanker Cup dates will be the last 2 Sunday's in August, and the 2nd weekend in Sept from this date onwards.

For 2008 they will be

Sun Aug 17 and Sun Aug 24, and the final round will be Sun Sept 7th.

Last qualification round is Sunday Aug 10th. New players MUST play 5 rounds on SUNDAY/HOLIDAY MONDAY'S to qualify for the wanker cup. Alumini players(players who have played in cup before) MUST play 2 rounds...NO EXCEPTIONS!!!

New players will be placed on teams by the Wanker committee, depending on needs of each team.

Meeting

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 19:54:14 GMT

The meeting was a complete success and the new committee for the Wanker Cup Sunday Golf Crew is now posted on the site.

Thanks for showing up at the selection process.

A.Z.

NEW COMMITTEE

Wed, 05 Mar 2008 03:13:10 GMT

THIS IS A QUICK NOTE TO LET ALL SUNDAY GOLFERS KNOW OF THE MEETING AT THE PUB ON MAR. 9TH

TO SELECT A NEW WANKER CUP COMMITTEE.

IF YOU WISH TO ADD SOMETHING TO THE AGENDA, PLEASE CONTACT MFT.

COME ON SPRING, AND LET'S GET THE GOLF SEASON UNDERWAY

AL.....

Final Skippy File of 07

Sat, 22 Dec 2007 15:46:17 GMT

ADVENURES IN SKIPPYLAND - December 18, 2007

Reflections on a Certain Mentally Unstable Author's Mid-Life Timeout.....

I sit in front of a keyboard on this Tuesday at noon, coffee sitting at my right, surrounded by all

manner of my host's personal possessions, wondering how to fill my last column for 2007. My

final column for 2006, as you may recall, was in the format of a satirical "Year-In-Review"

style,and from most corners was well received by the browsers of this website. The question

of how to top that one has been gnawing at me like a rat on a corpse for a few months now, and

I finally realized that I simply can't top it. As far as my humorous writings are concerned, it was

probably my magnum opus. Well, I thought to myself, if I can't write anything funny, why not

just write about the major things that have occured during the past three months? There were

certainly several humorous moments during these times; perhaps my readership would like to

hear about them. Convincing myself that this would be the most sensible way to fill this column

was fairly simple, due chiefly to an extended period of writer's block, as I'm sure you all have

noticed. So here we go, beginning with the golf trip to Michigan in October.....

I must confess that one of the most unpleasant experiences in life is to be roused out of bed by

Will at four in the morning, something which I would not wish on my worst enemy. He came

storming into the house at that unholy hour like a British Tommy going "over the top" in World

War I, causing me to, groggy as I was for I had just newly risen, dive screaming over the couch

in search of the heaviest, most lethal object within reach. Home invasions are a rarity in this town,

and for a split second I thought we were all going to be prominent in the next day's edition of

the Barrie Examiner. Having ascertained who it was, I dropped the wiffle bat, and gave a great

sigh of relief.

In a few minutes we had loaded our gear and the four of us, Donnie, Will, Mike and myself, were

soon hurtling southward on the 400 towards our ultimate destination of Oscoda, Michigan. Little

was spoken during the first few hours; what is there really to say when one's mind is still clouded

with more cobwebs than can be found covering a Chinese language copy of the manual on "How

To Be A Safe And Courteous Driver". A stop at an Esso station just outside of Ingersoll provided

us with an opportunity to fuel up both bodies and vehicle, and presently we were well on our way to

our rendevous point at the duty-free shop near the Bluewater bridge in Sarnia, where we were to

meet with two other members of our party whom I had never met before. A quick phone call to

them made us realize that they had passed through customs about twenty minutes previously, and

so, with arms laden with enough beer to satisfy the needs of a battalion of the Royal Canadian

Regiment on leave for the first time in six months from Afghanistan, we set off once again to

Michigan for five days of nothing but golf, beer, golf, beer, beer, dinner, beer, sleep and golf.

The time there was rather uneventful, actually. Apart from Billy single-handedly destroying his

room (Billy and Jack had joined us on the Wednesday) and Mike throwing up thirty six pounds

of perch into the toilet at three in the morning, things went pretty smoothly. I had my usual full

week of crappy golf, Mike had his usual low round of the trip, and all in all everyone had a pretty

good time, except when we tried to watch the copy of Rocky Balboa that Lynn had downloaded

for us which turned out to be a testament on why no one should completely rely on modern

technology. To say that it was jerky, jittery, and completely unintelligible would be a gross

understatement. To this day we still don't know who won the fight. Anyway, we returned all

relaxed and refreshed, the primary purpose of the trip.

Two weeks later saw me accompanying Joe, Steve C., and Jay on a weekend outing to Buffalo

to partake in that city's excellent cuisine (bratwurst on a bun), night-life (a full scale riot in the

streets two blocks from our hotel), and outward-bound adventure (accidently wandering into

the seediest section of town in search of a liquor store; we had to order a cab from a variety

store to get us back safely to the hotel). And yes, I did uphold the Skippy tradition at Bills

games of getting completely gooned at the tail-gate party, so much so that I couldn't stay awake

throught the whole game and had to repair to Jay's van to sleep off the effects, also a fine Skippy

tradition. I guess the funniest part of this trip, at least for me, was awaking at 3:00 a.m. on the

night before the game due to the urge to urinate. Looking over at the bed beside me, I observed

that it was empty, and concluded that Joe must still be out partying. I crept across the room, not

wanting to wake Steve and Jay, and quietly opened the bathroom door and turned on the light.

There, right in front of me, was one of the strangest sights it has ever been my misfortune to

witness. It was Joe, sitting on the throne, trousers and underwear around his ankles, sound

asleep!! Perhaps a brief description of Joe's physical appearance will help you form a picture

in your mind of what I was seeing. Joe is about 6'5" tall, bald as a cueball, and he weighs about

260 pounds. Not knowing if he would react violently if I awoke him, I left him where he was

and desperately tried to figure out an alternative method in which I could relieve myself. The

bathtub was out, because the sound might wake him and I was unwilling to risk that. Remembering

that there was a bathroom in the lobby, I dressed and took the elevator to the first floor, only

to discover that it was hotel policy to lock the bathroom at 1:00 a.m. to discourage vandalism

and drug dealing. By now the situation was getting pretty drastic. A sudden revelation caused

me to recall an all-night pizza joint two blocks down the street. Alighting to the street, I got about

one block into my journey when I ran smack-dab into the middle of the street riot that I mentioned

earlier. Retreating back to the hotel, I went back to the room to try and think of something else.

Sitting on the edge of Joe's bed, for he was still passed out on the can, I spotted a coffee maker

with a good sized coffee pot beside a small sink. I won't go into detail from here on in; I think

you can all pretty much figure out what I did next. Let me just say that I think we can all agree

that desperation is the mother of inspiration and ingenuity.

After the game a simple two hour wait at an under-staffed customs office, followed by a three

hour drive back home found us once again in the friendly, riot-free confines of the Lockeroom,

where war stories and beer flowed untill closing time.

Which brings me to the morning of November 8th. I'm sure you all remember it. Remember?

We were shat upon from a great height with about ten inches of snow? Sometime between last

winter and this, Mother Nature must have pick up a very vindictive sense of humour. Anyway,

to make a long story short, I awoke, went downstairs, took one look out the window and said

to myself "Screw this shit!". Within four business days I was in the Dominican Republic.

Ah, the Dominican Republic!! Sun, sand, tepid crystal-blue waters, grinding poverty, and a

resort that was 90% filled with couples in their mid-fifties, 80% of which were English. So

much for getting laid! The resort itself was quite nice. I've given Al a CD of the pictures I

took, and they should be in an album in the pictures part of the website. Be selective Al,

because I'm not a very good photographer.

During my time there, I made some observations around the pool and along the beach, and

formulated what will now and forevermore be known as Skippy's Law. It goes like this...

the likelihood of a woman suntanning topless is inversly proportionate to a man's desire to

see her topless. Seriously, I thought I was at a pancake and baloney breakfast at the

Calgary Stampede. Oh well, given my recent romantic history, as they say - any voyeuristic

port in a storm.

Eight days later (I got bumped off my scheduled flight and stayed an extra day, courtesy

of the tour company. Woo-Hoo!!!) saw me return to Canadian soil, still the same colour

as when I left due to me holding up my end of the bar for most of the day under a palm

leaf thatched roof. Still, it was a fun trip, and well worth the money.

Several weeks of putting in double shifts at that Lockeroom later, I find myself here in

front of a computer screen pound out this blather. I will be returning to the workforce

in the new year. I must say that the past three months have had exactly the recuperative

effects that I needed, and I look for ward to the back nine of my life when I hit the

ground running in 2008. I'm really looking forward to putting 2007 behind me; I think

you all know why. So until I return to these pages in the spring of 2008, permit me to

wish you all a Merry Christmas (yes P.C. spoilsports, it's Christmas, not a Holiday, a

time when we celebrate the birth of the greatest philosopher the world has ever known),

Happy New Year, and all the best fortune in 2008.

Skippy out!

Golf Game from Heather

Thu, 13 Dec 2007 17:46:20 GMT

http://www.cincinnati.com/golf/golfquiz/html/brand.htm

> > *Rules: Open game, read trivia question, click on the answer*.
> >
> > If you select a wrong answer, the ball moves
> > only so far down the fairway and stops; and
> > you are charged with one stroke. Keep
> > selecting the answers that you think are
> > correct and the ball moves down the fairway.
> >
> > If you have the correct answer right away,
> > the ball goes directly in the hole.

Courtesy Heather's Mom

Thu, 29 Nov 2007 17:13:50 GMT

A man has a terrible golf problem, so he goes for a lesson.

Well, what should I do?” asked the man.

"Hold the club gently," the pro replied, "just like you'd hold your wife's breast."

Taking the advice, he took a swing, and POW!, he hit the ball 250 yards straight up the fairway. The ecstatic man went back home telling his wife the good news about his lesson, and, the wife couldn't wait for her lesson.

The next day, the wife went for her lesson. The pro watched her swing and said, "No, no, no, you're gripping the club way too hard." "What can I do" she asked”? “Hold the club gently, just like you'd hold your husband's penis."

The wife listened carefully to the pro's advice, took a swing, and, thump- the ball skipped down the fairway about 15 feet.

"You know, that was a lot better than I expected," the pro said.
"Now, take the club out of your mouth, and, hold it in your hands.."

John's Biking Adventures Continue

Wed, 17 Oct 2007 17:31:07 GMT

Hey Al,
Guess work on the site has slowed down for you...I've got some pic's
from the North Bay Runway Romp in September, same weekend as the Wanker cup
final. We race on the runways and taxiways of a working Airport . They
actually land planes on runways 100 yards away from our "track". I got 7th
place in the Heat race on Saturday out of 25, which is good for me
considering the first 5 riders are extremely talented...Sunday I was running
in 7th place again, got the last lap flag (also know as the "last chance to
crash" Flag) made it half way around the lap with 3 bikes on my arse and
crashed in the corner they call the bathtub....lost all my points DNF
...WTF. So I finished 12th this year instead of 6th if I could have kept the
bike dirty side down.
So it goes.......Anyway the pic's have lots of planes and people standing
dangerously close to the track not to mention vechiles parked kinda close as
well.
I'll send you a couple and if you want to post them let me know and I'll
send a few more.
The skies that day were a real weird arctic circle kind of Blue , or maybe
that was just the brain injury.

Adventures in Skippy Land - Algonquin Style

Mon, 08 Oct 2007 14:22:40 GMT

A new photo album has been added courtesy of Skippy. He submitted some pictures from his Algonquin nature hike showing the fall colours up north.

A big thank you to Cindy and Chewy for having my family over for Thanksgiving. Great food, Great friends = Great fun!

As a side note, I have been asked to make a formal announcement that Chewy beat Jim B's butt soundly at golf on Sunday!

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Courtesy of Cindy and Heather

Wed, 26 Sep 2007 14:05:00 GMT

For all of you golfers!

This will drive you crazy, and you will become addicted -

Putt

(click on Putting Fun) Putting Fun

Walk-A-Bout

Tue, 25 Sep 2007 12:09:45 GMT

Attention all denizens of the Wanker Cup website...

I will be going on my annual fall colours hike to Algonquin Park this Saturday September 29th, rain day Sunday. If anyone would like to tag along and get some fresh air, meet me at the Lockeroom at 10:00 a.m. Don't forget to pack a lunch and bring your camera.

Cheers, Skippy.

Skippy

Sun, 16 Sep 2007 12:33:31 GMT

FROM THE SKIPPY FILES – Sept. 15/07

Ok, folks, I’m no longer missing in action. Call back the search parties, cancel the alert from INTERPOL, and tell the women to stop committing mass suicide, the Skipster has returned.

Recent events have conspired to keep me from these pages, during which time I was under an order of silence from certain groups in authority. However, this prohibition has just in the last few days been removed by Chief of Defence Staff General Rick Hillier, and I can now reveal to all of you just where I’ve been for the past several weeks. The newshounds among you will no doubt be aware of the recent Korean hostage taking by the Taliban in Afghanistan. Fact of the matter is, I was the twenty-fourth hostage involved in this incident, and the main reason why it wasn’t settled in a more expeditious manner. The Taliban didn’t want me, and the Afghan government were insistent that they keep me. I settled the whole thing for them both by distracting my captors, disguising myself as a Bedouin camel herder, and sneaking off under cover of nightfall to neighbouring Pakistan, where I hitched a ride to Lahore with a local farmer carting a recently harvested crop of opium to market, found my way to Bhutto International Airport, and caught the first available plane to Heathrow in London. Once there, I touched base with the Canadian High Commission, got drunk at the Goose and Sickle, swam naked in Trafalgar Square fountain, threw up all over the Princess Diana memorial, took the tube to Gatwick International Airport, and courtesy of Air Transat, found myself once again on friendly Canadian terra firma, just in time to compete in the final round of the Wanker Cup. The person who posed as me in the first two rounds was, in fact, a clone of me which had been created in a secret laboratory in Switzerland. His cover was almost blown when an astute Kelly observed that he was almost socially tolerable and tipped well, contrary to my nature.

Well folks, that was one for the ages! I won’t waste your time recapping what we all witnessed and what will surely be talked about fifty years from now by our grandchildren and great-grandchildren successors. I’ll just simply state that it was the storybook finish envisioned by us all when we started this thing six years ago. Somewhere, at that windowside table commanding a sweeping view of all below in that great nineteenth hole in the sky, Joe Timmons must surely have been smiling. The only thing that topped the drama, pressure, and excitement was the show of camaraderie and sportsmanship at the eighteenth green and the pub afterwards. Well done, lads! I applaud you all!!

For those of us going to Michigan in October, it’s twenty nine days and counting. I see that the leaves are just starting to turn, so we should be lucky enough to see the foliage in that great state at it’s peak. God, I love nature in autumn! Training camp for this year’s trip begins tomorrow at the pub, and I expect a full turnout. You all know the regimen, we start off with six pints per day which is increased by two each week between now and then. By trip time, we should all be at our fittest alcohol tolerance level. At this time I would like to go over the rules with all of you….

1) There will be absolutely no not drinking.

2) Projectile vomiting should be done away from and downwind of your playing partner.

3) First man providing positive proof of violating one of the local women will have the cost of his trip covered by the remainder of the group. (For the record, I have always been opposed to this rule, due to the astronomical odds of me actually being the beneficiary of this rule.)

4) All auditory flatulence shall be received with hoots of laughter and high-fives all around.

5) Each man is personally responsible for the cost of his own bail.

6) Any man caught uttering the words “I love you too, honey.” into his cell phone at any time during a round shall be wrestled to the ground by his playing companions, stripped naked, and tied to the top of his golf cart for the remainder of the round.

7) No poofters!! (Thanks to messrs. Cleese, Palin, et al. for that one.)

8) How ‘bout them Cowboys!!

9) Please read all instructions before attempting to inflate your Heavenly Heather.

And finally…

10) Tickle me Elmo is not an invitation.

Groaner of the Week:

A little boy was in his room one day, playing with his dick, when his father walked in. His father said, “Son, if you masturbate too much, you’ll go blind!”

The boy said, “Dad, I’m over here!”

Nice to be back, folks! Skippy out!!

After 3 Matches.......

Tue, 04 Sep 2007 11:54:37 GMT

Matches so far....

Scott S beat Mick H 5 and 4

Irish Pete beat Mad Dog 1 up

Jack and Dave was a draw.

Therefore updated scores going into Sat Sep 8th are

Wankers 4 1/2 to Mooseheads 1 1/2

Therefore the Wankers need 8 pts to retain the cup, and the Moose need 11 1/2 points to win it.

FINAL ROUND

Tue, 28 Aug 2007 13:25:33 GMT

WANKER CUP

SINGLES MATCHES

After 2 rounds Wankers lead by 3 points

Three matches have to be played before Sat. Sept. 8th

Irish Pete vs. Maddog (gets 8 strokes)

Jack C. vs. Dave B.

Mich H. vs. Scott S.

SAT. SEPT. 8TH MATCHES

7:54 AM IAN VS. JAY

8:00 AM WOODY VS. METRO

RON T. VS. KIP

8:07 AM CROSSY VS. JOE F.

DAVE MC. VS. TOM R.

8:14 AM PETE E. VS. AL Z.

TED VS. JIM JR.(gets 10 strokes)

8:21 AM DAVE M. VS. RICK Y.

BILLY VS. BRIAN G.

8:28 AM BARRY VS. MFT

TODD VS. STEVE A.

8:35 AM RICK G. VS. KEITH

ADRIAN VS. BRIAN

8:42 AM WILLY VS. JAMIE T.

ALDO VS. RICK F.

8:49 AM JIM B. VS. DONNIE

CHEWY VS. TUCKEY

8:56 AM WALSHY VS. DAVE O.

SKIPPY VS. EDDIE

There will be no club length rule in singles matches.

Only tip ups allowed, both on fairway and in the rough

GOOD LUCK TO ALL

2nd Round Rules

Thu, 23 Aug 2007 20:04:35 GMT

Chapman Golf Tournament Format

The Chapman golf tournament format is used for the event two person teams compete. On each hole, both golfers tee off and then switch balls for their second shot. After the second shots the team then plays alternate shots with the player whose ball was not chosen hitting the third shot.

Example:

Shot 1 – Player 1 shoots his ball; Player 2 shoots his ball.

Shot 2 – Player 1 shoots Players 2’s ball position; Player 2 shoots Player 1’s ball position.

Shot 3 – One ball is chosen to finish the hole (the other is picked up). Alternate shot is now used until the chosen ball is holed.

If Player 1’s second shot position is chosen then - Player 2 hits shot 3; Player 1 hits shot 4; Player 2 hits shot 5 and so on until the ball is holed.

The opposite is done if Player 2’s second shot position is chosen - Player 1 hits shot 3; Player 2 hits shot 4; Player 1 hits shot 5 and so on until the ball is holed.

* If your shot goes into a hazard – play a one-stroke penalty hitting from point of entry (lateral). An example would be if your partner hits his drive into the hazard then you are shooting three from the point of entry. Remember you still have choice of ball positions on the third actual hit. In this case your drive and your partners 2^nd shot of that drive leaves a ball position where your team is shooting 3. The other ball position would be shooting 4 for the third hit because of the one stroke penalty.

** If you are worried about your Pro-V1 - feel free to drop your ball brand at the same position as the ball you are hitting. Carry a spare ball to maintain speed of play.

HAVE FUN! Remember this is a team event and strategy will help.

More thoughts.

Thu, 23 Aug 2007 20:02:02 GMT

a concerned golfer

In response to this issue on the Wanker cup, do we really need to be so intense and ultra-competitive that we lose our focus as to what the Joe Timmons Memorial is???I agree it is not worth losing my Lockeroom friends over a game of golf, beacuse someone said something nasty during the heat of the moment. This event has taken a life of its own, and it's time to return to the beginning. Why not keep the teams, fancy shirts & hats but change one thing. Don't keep score/points. Yes it's fun golfing with different people in different formats. Make it a 3 weekend golf fest where everyone has a different partner to play with...Lets avoid the cliques of who always plays with whom. But who cares whether the Wankers or mooseheads win- IT'S ALL ABOUT BEING WITH FRIENDS, having way too much beer and telling stories and sharing a few laughs....but that's just my 2 cents

August 23 12:57:54 PM

(no name)

As I had already left the bar when the incident took place, I can only comment from what I'd heard from some of the guys that were there. I also never knew Joe personally,and have only heard what a great friend he was to so many of you. Things seemed to have got a little out of hand at times and maybe what should be friendly rivalry is taken a bit too far. Surely the whole idea behind the golf matches is for all the guys to go out and do their best to win, but most of all to enjoy the golf and the friendships that have built up over the years. As for changing formats and competition names,it would seem a bit silly to me just because of the odd incidents when men act like boys when they have maybe had one or two too many.

A few weeks ago when my wife had to undergo a serious operation, all you guys got together,had a collection, and Cindy went down to Kempenfest and bought my wife some gifts from you all. What a wonderful gesture from good friends that was greatly appreciated. Thats the kind of people I have come to know in the bar, good buddies,generous thoughtful people.

Lets not let a bit of silliness ruin what we all have and remember, its not whether you win or lose, its the spirit in which its taken.

Remember,if you lose,there is always next year.

Peter E (Sire of the Chew)

Feedback 2

Thu, 23 Aug 2007 12:23:25 GMT

(no name)

Keith, I hope at no point did anybody think I was trying take away the tourney in a good man's name...I definately was not. I was just looking for a solution that's all...I am not sure I am in favour of banning people from the tourney....would be hard to ban Flakey from his own Dad's tourney...LOL. I do agree that unless we can all play the game in the spirit it is intended, we need to adjust some things.

Good luck to all on Sun

August 22 4:02:55 PM

Photo Album: John&Tom Bike Week Daytona '08

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 17:00:11 GMT

John&Tom Bike Week Daytona '08

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first chance to clean my balls in 3 yrs.

78 degrees

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lots of sand, lots of 8's

golf in Daytona

base of operations

"thanks Dale" we made Daytona Speedway

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Photo Album: New Year's Eve 2007

Fri, 04 Jan 2008 13:52:34 GMT

New Year's Eve 2007

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Photo Album: Brian's Pics

Mon, 26 Nov 2007 15:00:00 GMT

Brian's Pics

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Photo Album: John in North Bay

Wed, 17 Oct 2007 17:42:48 GMT

John in North Bay

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Photo Album: Adventures in Skippy Land Algonquin Style

Mon, 08 Oct 2007 14:04:25 GMT

Adventures in Skippy Land Algonquin Style

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Photo Album: Wanker Cup 2007/Final Round

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 16:31:06 GMT

Wanker Cup 2007/Final Round

Al Z,Ted,Pete E,Jim Jr

Billy, Dave M,Ricl Y,Brian G

Brian,Keith,Rick G,Adrian

Chewy,Tuckey,Jim B,Donnie

Eddie,Dave O,Skippy,Walshy

Jamie,Willy,Rick,Aldo

Jay and Ian

Joe F,Crossy,Dave MC,Tom R

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