My wife and I were watching the 1964 classic James Bond film, "Goldfinger" last night. One of my favorite scenes takes place on a golf course, where Sean Connery (Bond) and Gert Frobe (Goldfinger) play a match for a substantial wager. While I was engrossed by the action, my Spousal Unit looked over at me and started to chuckle. "What's so funny?", I asked. "Did you ever think that you would intentionally play golf dressed like Goldfinger, rather than James Bond?" she snorted.
Well, crap.
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