That driver who crashed onto the front lawn in December almost caused me to have a breakdown.
Is that a pun? Car? Breakdown? I'll have to ask Cheny.
I never wrote one before.
Anyway, I took a leek out the window and saw that it wasn't Tiger Woods so I called security.
I thought to myself, that could have been Mama out there in the yard measuring the grass to see if I had it cut this week.
It was just some guy leaving one of the neighbor's houses.
Wish it HAD been Tiger Woods. I could use some golf advice.