Day at the Clubhouse
 

It was a sunny Saturday morning on the course and I was at the beginning of my pre-shot routine, visualising my upcoming shot, when a voice came over the loudspeaker.

"Would the gentleman on the women's tee back up to the men's tee please!"

I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.

Again the announcement,

"Would the gentleman on the women's tee kindly back up to the men's tee!"

I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more, the man yelled:

"WOULD THE MAN ON THE WOMEN'S TEE PLEASE BACK UP TO THE MEN'S TEE!!"

I finally stopped, turned, looked through the clubhouse window directly at the person with the microphone and shouted back, "WOULD THE IDIOT IN THE CLUBHOUSE KINDLY SHUT UP AND LET ME PLAY MY SECOND SHOT!"

Heh. Dickball!!

*sigh* I've hit a few of those.

At least he wasn't playing Texas Whip-Out. Now that's embarrassing.

When we play, we give a free mulligan if you don't make it past the ladies tees.

Heh, we give each other a mulligan on the first shot of the day. If you don't make it past the ladies tee after that, you play it as it lies!

that's how I play golf.

When we play, if you don't make it pasted the ladies tees, you play that shot with your dick handing out...