I Hate Song Lyrics

For the record, I hate some song lyrics because they mean one thing when they write them... but another thing when you experience them. 

Today's example from Def Leppard: I'm hot, sticky sweet... From my head to my feet.

That was Foxy Ladies Golf League in a nutshell.

We did manage to somehow escape all the thunderstorm (and thunderhead cloud) predictions, but when we teed off, the air stopped moving and we're pretty sure humidity ramped up to 300%. It was totally ewww.

My new partner Molly was out of state on vacation so my old partner Marigene subbed in. It wasn't the worst round. But I had no pars. Dang. Still, despite the icky salty sweat in my eyes half the time, we had fun.

To continue the lyrics from above, instead of pour some sugar on me, it's definitely "pour some cold water in the shower on me"... that's how I vibe (and survive) with '80s song lyrics.