golf; only the rich play it.
indeed? because if you take away the masters, of which there are few anyway, what is it but a perfect waste of time for retards? think about it, you take a very big plot of land, plant some grass and dig some dunes, and you end up with some immaculately manicured grassland where people chase little balls with metal sticks all day.
and then you can't help but wonder if you could have better utilised that plot of land.
golf; only for twats.
indeed? because if you take away the masters, of which there are few anyway, what is it but a perfect waste of time for retards? think about it, you take a very big plot of land, plant some grass and dig some dunes, and you end up with some immaculately manicured grassland where people chase little balls with metal sticks all day.
and then you can't help but wonder if you could have better utilised that plot of land.
golf; only for twats.
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attended a wedding dinner with my father.
it went down like this: my mom insisted a friend invite her to said dinner, and then had the good grace to be in milan on that day. and where else would trist and renne be but there with her? therefore i was stuck with the duty.
i devised a plot involving swine flu and a broken leg and almost got away with it. but dad insisted on being a responsible man.
"我跑不掉, 你也別想跑!"
but i was just getting to the good part.
there were:
2 x grads
1 x lawyer
1 x magnate
1 x magnate's son
all trying their fucking best to look/act prim and proper. words never spewed out too loud, smiles never stretched enough to show teeth, and they never took more than a single morsel of food from any dish. like it fucking matters after tonight, i thought. drop this shit act, no need to impress, we all know we're fucked up individuals.
my mom's friend? she's someone i was never really fond of, and i shall be nice and say i'm even less fond of her now. "那個是醫生! 那個是律師! 那個是做政府工的! 很利害 hor!" she introduced them as if she were their proud mother or something, but i couldn't help wondering why she introduced them from the safety of her own seat. maybe those people didn't know her. wow, what a turnoff.
the magnate tried to stuff his namecard into my hand. i couldn't just crush it right there so i put it into my jacket pocket. a jacket mom insisted that i bring through an international call. a jacket that i left on the back of my seat and almost forgot to bring home.
"father, 你知道我刚才為什麼一直對那些人笑嗎?"
"不知道."
"因為我在跟假人吃飯."
"哈哈哈!!"
he laughed because he thought the same.
it went down like this: my mom insisted a friend invite her to said dinner, and then had the good grace to be in milan on that day. and where else would trist and renne be but there with her? therefore i was stuck with the duty.
i devised a plot involving swine flu and a broken leg and almost got away with it. but dad insisted on being a responsible man.
"我跑不掉, 你也別想跑!"
but i was just getting to the good part.
there were:
2 x grads
1 x lawyer
1 x magnate
1 x magnate's son
all trying their fucking best to look/act prim and proper. words never spewed out too loud, smiles never stretched enough to show teeth, and they never took more than a single morsel of food from any dish. like it fucking matters after tonight, i thought. drop this shit act, no need to impress, we all know we're fucked up individuals.
my mom's friend? she's someone i was never really fond of, and i shall be nice and say i'm even less fond of her now. "那個是醫生! 那個是律師! 那個是做政府工的! 很利害 hor!" she introduced them as if she were their proud mother or something, but i couldn't help wondering why she introduced them from the safety of her own seat. maybe those people didn't know her. wow, what a turnoff.
the magnate tried to stuff his namecard into my hand. i couldn't just crush it right there so i put it into my jacket pocket. a jacket mom insisted that i bring through an international call. a jacket that i left on the back of my seat and almost forgot to bring home.
"father, 你知道我刚才為什麼一直對那些人笑嗎?"
"不知道."
"因為我在跟假人吃飯."
"哈哈哈!!"
he laughed because he thought the same.
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