Once upon a time
Golf balls had cores of plutonium.
No! That’s another story. Golf balls, in my youth, were hard skins around cores wound of rubber. I have no idea how they;re made now because I haven’t carved one up in a hellofa long time.
Anyway, if you carved that cover off just right, the rubberband wrapped core would bounce around like a thing posessed, throwing strips of rubber and gook all over the place until it got to the creamy center.
I can’t help but wonder if it wouldn’t look like that if Pelosi’s facelift sutures all failed at once.
LOLOLOL! Darn IT! That is GOOD coffee I just spewed across the living room!
This is why I read Og before coffee.
The mind picture conjured up is exquisite!
As one that has dissected a golf ball or two, all I can say is excellent, just excellent!
Man, I do not want to be anywhere near that when all that work gives up to shearing forces. The acid blood spatter alone would be lethal.
Back when I was a youngster, I clamped a golf ball in a bench vise and commenced to carving with a hacksaw. I had gotten through the plastic ‘crust’, the rubberband ‘mantle’, but as soon as I sawed into the rubber ‘core’, I got squirted in the face with some type of oil that was inside the center.
I still kinda wonder what that stuff was…
Golf ball cum