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Originally Posted by The Batlord
Fifties I could handle. When it gets cold enough for my fingers to go numb is where I throw in the towel. At that point my game just goes down the toilet. Might as well save myself the hassle of having to trudge through thorny vines and solid walls of undergrowth looking for a badly thrown disc and just stay home.
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Here in the frozen tundra, we use gloves.
Besides, the battle for survival while maintaining an above par score is all the fun. You wouldn't last a day here. Go make some Mac n Cheese.