Bruce attempts to grab a Kurt special.
Well we had a fabulous turn out for the last Hot Dog night of the year. I was surprised that the one bag of chips and 2- 2 liter bottles of sodapop wasn't enough to serve the 50 golfers but we'll give Curt another $75.00 for each Hot Dog night next year to cover it. The meat was charred to perfection and a few extra minutes in the hot dog/sausage/bean slurry made for some tasty stuff. A big thank you to the fellas from the Tribune for sticking around and offering to clean up.
We had a Captain from Team Bronconian point out a rule found in Article 7, Section 6 on page 11 of the Bylaws. It states;
"Any team that shows up between 4 and 6pm for the normal tee off time that is not in possession of a Tee Time Agreement between their team and their competing team for that week, signed and witnessed by each team member, Notarized by the league Handicap Chairman and blessed by the league Chaplain will receive 0 points and will be subject to playing behind Team Bronconian for the duration of the league." Further,"Any reasonable attempt to contact said team must be made at exactly 5:41 pm on a Tuesday with a Full Harvest Moon and must be attempted via Telegraph, Carrier Pigeon, Postal Currier or via the Announcement section of all local New Papers."
Thanks for pointing that rule out Captain Fuckface and enjoy the $12.00 trophy if you win it all.
The best thing about Hot Dog night is avoiding Sandies. Old Man Turner is in town from Florida and was a real Celebrity at his well known watering hole named after himself "Turners Port of Hair." Aunt Carol busted her arm on the trip and was last seen shaving young man Turner's eye brows with her good arm.
See You Fuckers Next Week.
