As most of you know, I spend a lot of time in my den smoking my pipe and switching between looks of preoccupation and pensiveness. It's not that I really have any thing on my mind; it's just that I feel like if I can master these looks, people with think I am an intellectual.
I like to adorn my den with random dead animal heads and golf trophies. I recently added this J.G. Hickory 30 Hole Cherry Ball Rack with Glass Door. I believed it would go perfectly, as the cherry wood and bronze medallion screamed "rustic and refined" (or rather whispered it confidently).
The thing is, I had just finished placing the last of my treasured collectable golf balls in the rack when my wife opened the door to my den in an effort to alert me to dinner. The small pressure change caused the rack to slightly vibrate, and the golf balls freed themselves from their precarious roosts on the small tees.
As my precious collectible balls bounced around the room, my wife laughed hysterically. I remained calm and cool, and made no movements to retrieve my priceless treasures, but rather puffed on my pipe and continued to look preoccupied and pensive. This for some reason tickled my wife even more, and she grasped her stomach and began to cackle like an injured hyena. She, I'm afraid, is not cultured and sophisticated like yours truly.
At any rate, if you would like to exhibit your collectible golf balls, might I recommend the Deluxe 25 Ball Golf Ball Cabinet, as the balls fit a little more securely in place and it is not as susceptible to subtle changes in the atmosphere? This in turn may make you less vulnerable to ridicule and humiliation.
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