The Mysterious Pharmacist
A date with the female pharmacist turns out even better than I had hoped.
It was atypical day on the golf course, struggling with my slice, although it was the only thing I could count on being consistent for all eighteen holes. On the last fairway, even though I compensated for the slice, it flew beautifully, but landed in the rough just off the fairway. I made an effort to find it and when I did I retrieved it, pushing past some brush. Later I discovered the majority of the brush was poison o...