Moo! The Musings of a Plaid Cow

At work yesterday, a guy a barely know was telling me how he was hitting golf balls in his yard out into farmland behind his house. All was going well until he sliced one through his neighbors window. But all was well, when his neighbor “believed” him when he said he knew nothing about the golf ball in his neighbors kitchen. “It must have been some kids being mean, finding golf balls out in the field and throwing it through his window, thinking it would be funny.” Right.