EX: Range finders are fine for getting yardage but for the experienced club caddy they may be unneeded clutter.
EX: You rats go down to the range, I don’t want to see you again until every range ball is picked up.
EX: The more gentile loopers will refer to their miniaturized rookie caddy counterparts as ratóns.
EX: Sorry Sir, I’m an illiterate dyslexic, I cannot read books less read greens for that matter.
EX: The key to neutralizing a red face is through laughter, never take them or their childish temper tantrums seriously.
EX: A looper with consistent regulars can circumvent almost any and all oppressive caddieyard systems.
EX: It's complete rex when old men golfers starts running their mouths about young working girls and blue pills.
EX: A looper without regulars has no choice but to ride pine.
EX: That guy is really laid back and easy going, I’ve never seen him roast once.
EX: A true bonafide roaster is not happy unless he's complaining.
EX: I’ve missed this putt too many times, I know it’s not straight, it’s a right edge Rock Hudson.
EX: During the lean months of a golf season, it is not uncommon to find an entire caddieyard rotting from sun up to sun down.
EX: The club head twists shut when slicing through heavy rough.
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