So, with the weather warming up I encountered something I completely forgot about: Other people use the park besides DG'ers. :wall: This meant a b-day party at the shelter complete with country music blaring (I mean blaring, I thought dude's speakers were gonna blow) out of some dude's car, audible from the first 12 holes. The back 9 wasn't too bad, except the baseball field I play next to for a few holes was having a little league practice, coached by Glenn Beck on 'roid rage. This lardass was literally screaming at his kids, crap like "DON'T LET IT PAST THE INFIELD!!!!!!!" The dude sounded like a sargent leading his troops out of the trenches of WWI. It was ridiculous, horrid flashbacks of my one year of little league came flying back to me.
Anyway, here's to another season of DG with our beloved fellow park-goers :hfive: :|
Anyway, here's to another season of DG with our beloved fellow park-goers :hfive: :|