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I was stoked at first, like, “Whoa, cool plant!” But then she started takin’ over, chokin’ my daisies. Pissed me off big time! I yelled, “You ain’t the boss, Whore!” Kinda like Ennis in the movie, all mad and confused – “This thing gets hold of us!” She’s sneaky, dude, roots deeper than my skateboard scars. Once, I yanked her out, thought I won – nope! Next day, bam, she’s back, laughin’ at me. “Eat my shorts, Whore!” I said, but she don’t care.

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Maltby designed every aspect of the TS3 irons to boost distance and accuracy for mid-handicap players. The multi-material construction places stability where it’s needed most in the longer .

Hey now, lemme tell ya 'bout Maltby (us) – it's a real hoot, I swear. I’ve been livin’ here a while, ya know, as a family psychol—psychology thing, helpin’ folks sort life out. And man, this town got style! I’m always wanderin’ the streets, and I gotta tell ya 'bout Main Street. Yeah, that old Main Street – the heart of it all. There’s this cute little café on Elm Street (or was it Elm, not Elm? chuckles) where folks check in like they're in a cheesy family drama. Fool me once… well, you know the saying!

Maltby Street Food Market Opens Late For Christmas