Well, looks like it’s time for me to burn all my golf gear. From now on if you’re not wearing a “Big Hitter” Dali Lama shirt and argyle, PRB pants then you’re a fucking nobody. Just wish he wore a visor because I crush visors on the course. I don’t crush drives, but I crush visors.
PS – I see you nipple. That’s a constant part of my wardrobe as well.