My best friend got married two years ago, and he had this big black tie affair wedding, with all of the ladies in some sort of evening gown. During their first dance, I went to grab a refill for the group. With everyone’s back to me, I set the drinks on a table, and went to give Miss Bogey a nice grab and squeeze. I knew when I squeezed it was the wrong butt. Turned out to be another one of my friend’s wife. She was 4 months pregnant, and just said ” I haven’t gotten that much attention in months.” Miss Bogey let it go very quickly.
Pack heat. That joint is getting sketchier every time I go down. Also, hit up a Shuckers and think of your good friend, while you sip happy hour Ultra’s and oysters from 15 miles down the road that were dug while you are digging the little white ball out of the sand.
I got shit for ordering a pitcher of Yuengling at Mellow Mushroom by the waitress. Through her septum piercing and tattoos that looked like colored pencil art, I am positive I heard a faint “Glad I’m not drinking with you guys” and “D-bags” as she walked away.
If you ain’t down with America’s Oldest Brewery, I got two words for ya.
No, not scammed per se. The operation is going as intended to an extent, however because she is the figurehead for the brand, her absence has most definitely led to my diminished returns. I have the opportunity to drop by occasionally but, not as often as I’d like. The whole vibe has changed since they’ve went off on Honeymoon 2.0
This hit hard for me. Invested a lot of my savings into a business with a friend, and the business is a ways from where I live. Said friend was working his ‘dream job’ and the plan was for his wife to run the business because it was her passion, and we would oversee operations from afar. Naïve yes, but we have invested together in projects for years and it always hits for me.
Flash forward one year. Friend has taken a sabbatical with his wife on an extended (3 month) vacation globe trotting everywhere, and I am watching my ROI dwindle more and more. I legit got a Snap from him in fucking Dubai with caption #funemployment.
This is what I was going to say. I moved to a different club after we bought our house, and subsequently had to make new buddies. I played as a single one morning and caught 3 guys at least 30 years older than me. I joined them, and every Sunday since, I’ve either played with them and got blistered drunk or they call looking for me.
Agreed, every McDonalds could burn to the ground, and if it meant driving 300 miles to the closest Wendy’s, I’d eat a Dave’s Double every week.
Disclaimer: “Fresh Not Frozen” is a Wendy’s brand name for their frozen beef patties. I was devastated to learn that tidbit of knowledge while in the drive thru one night watching their employees stock the outdoor freezer.
Best burger I ever had: The Players Club in Raleigh. The place is the penultimate hole in the wall college bar. A tear actually fell down my cheek while eating the second bite.
I have had 3 chocolate labs with golf puns as name. Chip and Bogey were male, while Birdie was a chick, and a classy one at that. My current choc was a rescue, so the name Louie came with him. Anytime “Animal House” is on the TV, he is so confused.
Drinking and driving is not cool at all. Drinking and riding is frowned upon in most jurisdictions, but one thing VA, TN, and WV agree on is that it’s acceptable for now.
As a serial conversationalist like you, I must agree that the art of conversation is lost on the large majority of our generation. The bright screen in front of their face is an accurate way to tell if I want to consider keeping a conversation going. I usually try to turn it on it’s end with a stranger after general pleasantries, with some very random questions that tell me more of the person’s mindset and tastes to give me an idea of how to proceed onto the next topic.. Example: Stones or the Beatles?; WW rafting or skydiving?; Friends or Seinfeld?, you get the point.
Pro move: Goodwill for them. I can usually haul a couple of really good ones from courses I’ll never play and other ones without logos, for around $4 a pop. As opposed to the $70 in the pro shop.
As a representative of the Appalachian PGP community, I must inform you, that “party buck” is at least a 10 point and a fine one indeed. The golf side of me must say that playing Mojo’s is very bush league, on top of it being a gaudy orange ball at that. #slimcanlifeyall
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I know Tiki Bar. It’s a hard place to make good decisions in.
My best friend got married two years ago, and he had this big black tie affair wedding, with all of the ladies in some sort of evening gown. During their first dance, I went to grab a refill for the group. With everyone’s back to me, I set the drinks on a table, and went to give Miss Bogey a nice grab and squeeze. I knew when I squeezed it was the wrong butt. Turned out to be another one of my friend’s wife. She was 4 months pregnant, and just said ” I haven’t gotten that much attention in months.” Miss Bogey let it go very quickly.
Pack heat. That joint is getting sketchier every time I go down. Also, hit up a Shuckers and think of your good friend, while you sip happy hour Ultra’s and oysters from 15 miles down the road that were dug while you are digging the little white ball out of the sand.
I bet you’re fun at parties.
I got shit for ordering a pitcher of Yuengling at Mellow Mushroom by the waitress. Through her septum piercing and tattoos that looked like colored pencil art, I am positive I heard a faint “Glad I’m not drinking with you guys” and “D-bags” as she walked away.
If you ain’t down with America’s Oldest Brewery, I got two words for ya.
No, not scammed per se. The operation is going as intended to an extent, however because she is the figurehead for the brand, her absence has most definitely led to my diminished returns. I have the opportunity to drop by occasionally but, not as often as I’d like. The whole vibe has changed since they’ve went off on Honeymoon 2.0
This hit hard for me. Invested a lot of my savings into a business with a friend, and the business is a ways from where I live. Said friend was working his ‘dream job’ and the plan was for his wife to run the business because it was her passion, and we would oversee operations from afar. Naïve yes, but we have invested together in projects for years and it always hits for me.
Flash forward one year. Friend has taken a sabbatical with his wife on an extended (3 month) vacation globe trotting everywhere, and I am watching my ROI dwindle more and more. I legit got a Snap from him in fucking Dubai with caption #funemployment.
This is what I was going to say. I moved to a different club after we bought our house, and subsequently had to make new buddies. I played as a single one morning and caught 3 guys at least 30 years older than me. I joined them, and every Sunday since, I’ve either played with them and got blistered drunk or they call looking for me.
Agreed, every McDonalds could burn to the ground, and if it meant driving 300 miles to the closest Wendy’s, I’d eat a Dave’s Double every week.
Disclaimer: “Fresh Not Frozen” is a Wendy’s brand name for their frozen beef patties. I was devastated to learn that tidbit of knowledge while in the drive thru one night watching their employees stock the outdoor freezer.
Best burger I ever had: The Players Club in Raleigh. The place is the penultimate hole in the wall college bar. A tear actually fell down my cheek while eating the second bite.
With Tennessee tags….
I have had 3 chocolate labs with golf puns as name. Chip and Bogey were male, while Birdie was a chick, and a classy one at that. My current choc was a rescue, so the name Louie came with him. Anytime “Animal House” is on the TV, he is so confused.
Drinking and driving is not cool at all. Drinking and riding is frowned upon in most jurisdictions, but one thing VA, TN, and WV agree on is that it’s acceptable for now.
As a serial conversationalist like you, I must agree that the art of conversation is lost on the large majority of our generation. The bright screen in front of their face is an accurate way to tell if I want to consider keeping a conversation going. I usually try to turn it on it’s end with a stranger after general pleasantries, with some very random questions that tell me more of the person’s mindset and tastes to give me an idea of how to proceed onto the next topic.. Example: Stones or the Beatles?; WW rafting or skydiving?; Friends or Seinfeld?, you get the point.
Pro move: Goodwill for them. I can usually haul a couple of really good ones from courses I’ll never play and other ones without logos, for around $4 a pop. As opposed to the $70 in the pro shop.
I had a very in depth debate/conversation with another user on this exact theory.
I’m not sure if it is possible to lose it if it is orange.
As a representative of the Appalachian PGP community, I must inform you, that “party buck” is at least a 10 point and a fine one indeed. The golf side of me must say that playing Mojo’s is very bush league, on top of it being a gaudy orange ball at that. #slimcanlifeyall
The hunter in me is obsessed with my weather apps from October through April. Last thing I check when I go to bed, first thing I check in the morning.