KEEEEEeeeeeep your eye on the SAMMICH!
Hey…is that a beer?
The greatest Mystery Science Theatre 3000 of all time. Or is it Theater? Well I spelled it both ways so the engine will see it. Delicious.
I used to manage a bar in Los Angeles, where I worked with a professional bartender, who also happened to be a famous 1980’s porn star. His stage name was “Greg Derek“. A great guy… he was funny, a bit cynical, but always a good heart and good times. Whatever the case, this is a story…
it has a point..
it has a direction…
and I am leaning towards getting it off my back.
He was also a professional golfer, and had been a member of the PGA. The PGA ends up being a club like anything else, and among all the tests and requirements you gotta pay up. Anyhoo… he would caddy from time to time when he was an up and coming golfer with aspirations of Skins glory…. he caddied for Joe Don Baker. Joe Don comes onto the course, by his lonesome, with a 12 pack of beer or something. He starts walking around with this Rodney Dangerfield-athon, and he eventually pulls out a joint, and is smoking marijuana on the course behind trees… and then taking huge slugs of tequila from a giant flask. By the 8th hole, he was so hopped up on cocaine he had been sniffing constantly, he was duffing his shots. I don’t know if he threw his clubs. I assume, that engaged, you may.
However, he may have just been a guy that used golf to abuse substances, and not the other way around. You never can tell these days. Hell the guy in a suit is looking for a job, and the corduroys control half the world. Fuck.