Golf pros and catty hoes

Last week in North Carolina I busted out the clubs and plaid shorts to go golfing(kidding about the shorts). Lesson learned; golf is a lot more fun when you make up your own rules. Four!!! All in all it was a good day. We hit three houses, I figure having a house on the course is like being in the ring with Mike Tyson; you are gonna take some hits. The carts were fun until I hit my cousin, actually they were still fun even after that. My cousin was fine if you care, I was just playing with him. Hole 13 was ridiculous, I finally just picked up my ball and just 'hail maryed' over the water trap at the green. I still had more strokes than my cousins even with the Steve Young toss. The maintenance crew on 17 wants me to burn in hell I'm sure. I 'teeed up' and took a manly swing and really got a hold of the ball, unfortunately for the gardeners out that morning I forgot to AIM!!!! When I went to retrieve my ball I got some of the FOUR!!!!! biggest crusties from every single man on the crew. I felt bad but at the same time I yelled "four" with vigor; what else can you do? Overall score, Jason 10 under, Long Beach Golf Course 0; wait maybe that should be the other way around. It was only my first game. One more time for Tiger, FIZZIZZOUR all you pros and hoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!


-Jab out