Posted on 07/15/2008 12:21:41 PM PDT by llevrok
Frankly, I always use a light five or a muscled-up seven. I can count the number of times I have used a six iron on one hand. Don't know why, but it is the least used club in my bag. So if I was going to take a swing at somebody, I would use the six...
“The price is wrong, Bob!”
That has got to be the funniest two minutes ever committed to film.
LOL. What a great scene from that movie!!!
Haven't they ever heard of . . ."Go ahead and play through, fellas. I'm going to throw back a couple of beers?"
I guess he topped it!
Or he skulled it!
Actually, the guy wasn’t using his head, so he used someone elses...
We can be grateful that, being “slightly” inebriated, he didn’t pull out his designated “driver”...guess he layed up...
The man as he swung the six-iron was heard to say, “S**t, topped it”!
If that club had been registered, the owner properly trained, the club lock in place, and the club at home in the locked club rack where it belonged, none of this would have happened.
“Those damned Conservatives will be the death of us all!” /s
After all, “golf” spelled backwards is “flog”.
And I guess he decided to flog rather than golf.
I have taken precautions. I have placed a trigger-lock on my 6-iron.
A man had a regular game for 25 years with the same 3 friends every Saturday. Finally one weekend, one of his mates was ill and couldn’t make their appointed round.
His wife had begged for years to be included and he succumbed and brought her along to fill out the foursome.
On the 18th hole, he sliced his tee shot badly and found himself inside an old maintenance barn, but within the boundaries of the course. Looking desperately to find a way to extricate his ball from the barn he noticed an old window that could be opened and would allow him an easy path back to the fairway.
He instructed his caddy to open the window and he took aim. He hit what looked like a beautiful shot, but it quickly went off course and richoted off the frame of the window, hitting his nearby wife in the temple and killing her instantly.
The next weekend, his regular foursome was back together and they went about their normal Saturday routine.
As luck would have it, the man’s ball wound up in the same place in the same barn on the final hole. His caddy that day immediately noticed the window and suggested opening it so he could safely play back into the fairway.
“Oh no” said the man, “You know what happened last time I tried that?” “I made a damn double bogey and lost a press and the match.”
Drunk people acting like jackasses?!?!
The HELL you say!
Why is alcohol legal again?
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