Golf - The unwritten rules....

The player whose ball is in a fairway bunker and proclaims that he is rubbish out of fairway bunkers will then proceed to demonstrate just quite how unbelievably rubbish he is (that's me btw :()
 
The water in the stream that is 170 yards away is only 12" wide, you couldn't go in it deliberatey if you hit 100 balls, but your shot to the green is going nowhere else!
 
What is this IKEA some of you comment on? :confused:

It is a gigantic shoe box that once entered traps you, and you find that it is filled with blokes wandering about 'zombie-like' wistfully muttering things like 'I should be on the golf course' - no-one is listening as they are too busy filling great big bags with 'stuff'. But you do get useful wee brown pencils - perfect for marking your card - but once broke (they never last long enough to go blunt) might as well be chucked as you can never sharpen one.
 
What is this IKEA some of you comment on? :confused:

It's this place that no man has any desire to go to yet every Saturday you see them being dragged around in the search of 'stuff we need' otherwise known as c**p. It takes at least 3 hours and the rules are that you must leave with at least 10 apple candles. There is a fee to leave and it is normally over £100. This is done with the promise of meatballs but 'we never have time'. Don't make plans for the evening, if you do make it out of there you are obliged to become a carpenter for the evening.
 
The easiest way to embarrass oneself on a golf course:

Is to announce, "I get 2 shots on this par 3"! :eek:

This will usually really p--- your lower hp. playing partners off at the same time. :whistle:
 
It's this place that no man has any desire to go to yet every Saturday you see them being dragged around in the search of 'stuff we need' otherwise known as c**p. It takes at least 3 hours and the rules are that you must leave with at least 10 apple candles. There is a fee to leave and it is normally over £100. This is done with the promise of meatballs but 'we never have time'. Don't make plans for the evening, if you do make it out of there you are obliged to become a carpenter for the evening.

...and if you go to the Southampton one and leave at the wrong time you will get tangled up with John Lewis traffic and stuck in Southampton's horrid roads - do not expect to get home before daybreak.
 
Mr Smug hits it off the tee - 'No idea where that went' is likely to mean he has totally creamed it miles down the middle; that he knows full well that that's what he's done; but just wants the others to acknowledge his brilliance by having to tell him. Immediately followed by a knowing piece of self-deprecation.
 
When playing a low index par 4 and a high handicapper say's "I'm on the green for nowt" or a par 5 and there on for 1 :o

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It's this place that no man has any desire to go to yet every Saturday you see them being dragged around in the search of 'stuff we need' otherwise known as c**p. It takes at least 3 hours and the rules are that you must leave with at least 10 apple candles. There is a fee to leave and it is normally over £100. This is done with the promise of meatballs but 'we never have time'. Don't make plans for the evening, if you do make it out of there you are obliged to become a carpenter for the evening.

Surely you'd just send one of the servants? Weekends are for football, golf and beer
 
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