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They don't care about the course so why care about the crappy beer that's only supposed to get them drunk. This reminds me of all of the broken cheap beer bottles on my local course that I have been meaning to go clean up.
 
We get masses of these little Fireball bottles, which is fine until some pin head sets a big pile on fire on top of a concrete teepad and makes a huge melted plastic slick that I bust my ass on.
 
We get masses of these little Fireball bottles, which is fine until some pin head sets a big pile on fire on top of a concrete teepad and makes a huge melted plastic slick that I bust my ass on.

This detailed description is oddly satisfyingly specific!
 
My best friend and golfing buddy took his retired father on a fishing trip. on the way to the lake they passed a large group of inmates picking up trash . his father then went into a half hour long rant about how it was all the tourists that were wreaking havoc on the Tennessee landscape and that the locals had to pick up after them. after they reached the lake the had to walk down a path through the woods to get to the "good spot". while they were walking they passed a ravine filled with old matresses, washing machines and any other type of trashy junk you could imagine. my buddy turned and looked at his father and said "look dad, the tourists have been here". his father didn't speak to him the rest of the day.

:D
 
My best friend and golfing buddy took his retired father on a fishing trip. on the way to the lake they passed a large group of inmates picking up trash . his father then went into a half hour long rant about how it was all the tourists that were wreaking havoc on the Tennessee landscape and that the locals had to pick up after them. after they reached the lake the had to walk down a path through the woods to get to the "good spot". while they were walking they passed a ravine filled with old matresses, washing machines and any other type of trashy junk you could imagine. my buddy turned and looked at his father and said "look dad, the tourists have been here". his father didn't speak to him the rest of the day.

:D

I love that the father considers the Inmate work crew "locals".

Reminds of the old joke about why Univeristy of Tenessee selected orange for their team colors. So they can go to the game Saturday, hunting Sunday and back to picking up trash on the highway Monday in the same outfit.
 

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