another Cloud story

Being an avid Golfer i play every chance i get. i love the game because i have 4 hours to drink as many beers as i can.

we had traveled to Earnie's for a dinner, she cooks enough to feed an army, but i regress. Sandi's husband Jack was a golfer too and said we could play on a course over there after dinner. Wanting to get on the course asap i gulped down my dinner and off we went. I had my Nicholas Air Bear Clubs, a bunch of ProV balls and an ice chest overflowing with beer.

after driving a while Jack turned off onto a dirt road and after about a 1/4 mile we were there! Now i have played bad courses before but nothing like this. That's when Jack said this used to be a cow pasture! i thought used to be, hell there's a cow over there now. Jack said try to stay right of the cows.

Well we paid our Green fees and push started the cart to the first tee.
Wasn't too bad teeing off after i hammered my tee into the ground and hit my first shot.

beleive it or not there was another group ahead of us and we had to wait on them which i didn't mind because it gave me more drinking time.

My mild mannerd friend Jack said "just go ahead and hit" and we did because i knew jack had whupped most people around there at one time or another.

so we get to the 9th hole and i asked "which way now Jack" in which he repied "back to hole one and start over again"

Did i forget to mention that i spent a lot of time looking for my ball on the fairways! yes there were white rocks the same size as a golf ball everywhere.

Well about the 16th or 17 hole, or was it the 6th or 7th hole, i can't recall now. i had hit a long shot just left of the green, although it was also left of the little wire fence they had seperating the greens. so here we are, Jack driving the cart and me "6'0" 280lb leaning out trying to reach my ball to pick it up when Jack decides to cut hard left to go around, around, around, i really don't know what he was going around. Needless to say i fell out of the cart that was traveling at a fast pace down this rock infested hill and proceded to roll. and like a train it takes a long time to stop a big guy! by the time i had stopped Jack had turned around and came back and with a sincere look on his face asked if i was ok. Oh I'm fine, i replied, not feeling much pain from the beers, i dusted myself off and pulled the rocks from my knees and got back in the cart.

now one would think this was the end of it but nooooo.

we returned to Earnie's house and as i was putting my clubs in my car Jack had went into the house and told everybody what happen.

as i walked in, i don't remember who but it was probably Sandi said "fell out of the cart uh?"

well everyone had a good laugh at ole Cloud's expense on of that one.