I gave up miniature golf because I got tired of having to climb the fence to go retrieve my ball.
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miniature golf******
Yeah, gave up Putt Putt and tried tennis.
At 280, barrel chested and broad shouldered, calves looking like 20 lb hams, I wasn’t too graceful out on the courts.
Didn’t care for those little white shorty shorts crawling up my crack either.
Best shot? The lob. Competitors would get dizzy and fall down from looking up waiting for that mother to come back down.
People didn’t much appreciate having to pick ball fuzz out of their foreheads when they woke up either. :)