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August 10, 2015
Posted by gerardvanderleun at August 10, 2015 8:23 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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Makes perfect sense now. Thanks!
Posted by: John Condon at August 11, 2015 4:30 AM
Hail the champ! I'm down to zero golf!
Posted by: DaveR at August 11, 2015 5:25 AM
Run the hell out of the carts, play the game fast, then get back to that multi-million dollar club house and start sucking down suds at lightning speed, then go home $200 lighter in the ass pocket and blob out on the couch for the rest of the night, maybe get a shot O' leg around midnight.
Posted by: ghostsniper at August 11, 2015 6:42 AM
Naw, play the course that has a geometric layout often requiring non-traditional putting lines such as bank shots, and artificial obstacles such as tunnels/tubes, ramps, concrete/metal/fiberglass forms, and moving obstacles such as windmills.
Then you could drink a lot of beer without walking too much.
Posted by: chasmatic at August 12, 2015 6:56 AM