Martha Reeves and the Vandellas

Jimmy, Jimmy, whooooa Jimmy Mac, when are you coming back? "Never, I hope." - Scott. This Guy's opinion is almost never left unknown and one day his stray tooth will break free from the shackles of those receding gums and spin off into another dimension. My predictions put this inevitable occurrence in the vicinity of when his combined age and handicap total 80 and he moves up to the white tees. We can only hope that on this day the skies do not open up and fire-rains cover the earth, or at least TL, in a molten blanket of golf tyranny, and I'm dead serious. Following this occurrence he is sure to pay for everything he could ever possible need solely in pro-shop credit. Now that's where I'm coming from, Pards.