I went down to the golf course to hit some balls before I leave on my golf trip and I swear my damn golf clubs are possessed. Balls went right, balls went left, hell they even went backwards and none of them went where they were supposed to go. Now I feel as nervous as Jody!
How am I going to put my kids through college with a swing like that? I think I need to hire an Exorcist. My golf clubs need to be exercised over to the landfill.
Maybe I need to hire a crazy African Witch Doctor.