His chips were all in and he was Simon with the Souse, for sure.
Clara Jane said, "What a ridiculous person!" but what she meant was, that that would be about all from Lionel.
Then we chartered a couple of caddie boys and started in to render a few choice selections on the clubs.
My caddie boy's name was Mike, and he looked the part.
The first crack out of the box I lost my ball and Mike found it under his left eye.
I gave him a quarter to square myself and he said I could hit him on the other eye for ten cents more.
I made the first hole in 26, and felt that there was nothing more to live for.
Clara Jane could have made it in 84, but she used up her nerve watching a cow in the lot about two miles away.
My lady friend is a quitter when it comes to cows.
Then we decided to stop playing and walk around the links just so we could say that we had seen most of the United States of America.