The Effable, almost ineffable, Efforts of one Man to Change his Pants.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
For Big-T, the whiney golfer who can't get along with anyone...
I'll leave the interpretation of this cautionary tale in each of your capable hands, especially, Kat'Dion, into whose (whom's?) hands I long to fall headlong, or head over tail...
I'll play with you, guys. After 9 holes of Rocketgolf madness, you'll discover new levels of Irritation, but you'll be entertained for sure. I'll make T look like a first round draft pick.
I would consider playing, but I would make so many "I can't find the hole"/dating jokes, you'd beat me to death with the least important club in your bag.
KAT - The beginning of your remark got me very excited (I thought you'd be bringing eight of your friends). Then I realized what you were really talking about and I was still excited.
PAD - No, we'd beat you with the least important club in your bag, -which would be any of them.
4 comments:
HEY!, I resemble that remark.
And by the way, I get along with all of those people who can tolerate me.
Racist.
I'll play with you, guys. After 9 holes of Rocketgolf madness, you'll discover new levels of Irritation, but you'll be entertained for sure. I'll make T look like a first round draft pick.
I would consider playing, but I would make so many "I can't find the hole"/dating jokes, you'd beat me to death with the least important club in your bag.
KAT - The beginning of your remark got me very excited (I thought you'd be bringing eight of your friends). Then I realized what you were really talking about and I was still excited.
PAD - No, we'd beat you with the least important club in your bag, -which would be any of them.
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