This is a discussion on Golfer & Concealed Carry within the Off Topic & Humor Discussion forums, part of the The Back Porch category; Originally Posted by Arborigine You mean you DON'T have a scattergun in your bag? What if some pesky duck tries to hatch your ball? I ...
"Just getting a concealed carry permit means you haven't commited a crime yet. CCP holders commit crimes." Daniel Vice, senior attorney for the Brady Campaign to Prevent Gun Violence, quoted on Fox & Friends, 8 Jul, 2008
(Sometimes) "a fight avioded is a fight won." ... claude clay
Which is pretty much the only real option, at that moment. Old stand-bys like "Fore!" or "Hand me the putter" just don't cut it when a gator's eyeing you. Yikes.
In gator country, I'm with some of you: Talking is completely overrated. Just hand me the "big gun," thank'ee very much ... something on the order of ~52in and 600cc of holy-smokes. I'd be worried the 9mm would just tick him off.
Body armor is especially vital for...caddies!
There are only TWO kinds of people in this world; those who describe the world as filled with two kinds of people...and those who don't.
I'm a walking golfer, at least that is my preferred way to play a round. I have it in the bag or carry a knife instead sometimes. I figure I already have a bag of the original weapon.
Nice. I put my LCP in a pocket of my golf bag unless I'm gonna be drinking then I leave it at home and hope my clubs will do the trick
The one time I went golfing (only a 9 hole course) with a friend, I was carrying my XD9sc IWB. No problems and it was like any other day. I'm only 21 so I couldn't see myself taking golf all that seriously for a long time, but I like going to the driving range and the mini-golf green here and there. My friend was jealous of my ability to (somehow) out drive him and he golfs fairly often. My putting sucked terribly though...I couldn't judge the power to save my life...must have been stuck in drive mode.
Especially with some of the golfers I've caddied for, back in the day. Yikes! While it was a bear to lug around some of the monster pro-sized bags some of them thought was cute to own, it was the only thing that offered any semblance of protection from their shanks. Some of those balls had eyes ...
Went out and played golf with my son yesterday. Jframe in the bag.
By the way...it's playing golf, and not "golfing". Golf is a noun. Not a verb.
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
golf, golfers, golfing.
duff, duffers, duffing.
fore, foreers, foreing? Meh.
It all works. Or, doesn't work, depending on POV. That's the beauty of playing golf.
I try to play once a week and always carry. Except for my SO none of my playing partners are aware.
[T]he unlimited power of the sword is not in the hands of either the federal or state governments, but, where I trust in God it will ever remain, in the hands of the people. ---Tenche Coxe, The Pennsylvania Gazette, Feb. 20, 1788.