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Josh Robins  › NUDGA   May 4, 2012 at 11:00am

It was two weeks ago, tonight. I was throwing at the practice basket, It was dusk. I walked away without my Blue, Floppy, Vibram Putter, With MY NAME, and NUMBER on the back. That was the day, I lost a little faith in humanity. I had hoped, that I would receive a call, as I have done, in return, so many times before. Now all I can do is buy a new one, and HOPE I don't see someone with it. Most of us are good people, keep an eye on the others. I Know, I will be watching...