Putt-Putt

Putt-Putt Disaster

I dropped my bright pink little ball on the fake grass. Surely it couldn’t be that hard. I swung and hit the ball, expecting it to go into the dragon’s mouth as it did for Dianna. I was very, very wrong. Instead, my tiny ball of doom flew through the air and took out the dragon’s right eye.

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