What's the big deal? It's just a huge lawn with sandboxes and holes. I think a huge high rise condominium would look much better here. But golf is fun. Which reminds of the year 1932 when I was just a young man, I used to use the putter to beat coloured folk with. Those were the days, ofcourse you can't do that anymore unfortunately; but in my days people would think you were a queer if you didn't and queers were very much unliked and looked down at back in the good old days. Not like How it is now with all the queers running around with there G-Strings and such. I remember back in 1928 the town folk found a queer and to maker it worse it was a coloured queer, boy oh boy did that queer coloured boy ever get a putting with the old putter. By the way my grand pappy once told me that them sort of people ain't got no souls you see, them and them that there the damn dirty irish gingers and the big nosed jews I tell you what.
