Pesky Scientists Golf Day….

July 28, 2005

Dooley tests out what happens when you feed a Grizzly Bear too much Whisky in an attempt to figure out a cure for Alcoholism - he doesn’t have the departmental funds to study the Bears gradual descent into dependence - so he gives it a wheel-barrow full of honey flavoured amphetamines to speed things along....then at the scientists golf day....

Shit! That wasn’t supposed to happen!

Angry Sarge on the left with the Navy jumper: God Damn it! Bears again! third time in a week! I told the commission not to allow women golfers on the course! - I told them bears are attracted to the menstruation cycle! - I’m going to ram the head of my golf club so far up the chairman’s ass the only way he’ll get round this fucking course is if he plays it doing a fucking handstand - No body fucks with the R.Lee Emery Golf day!

Green hat wearing dude on the right: Wait! my lucky ball! I gotta go back for my lucky ball! my father gave me that ball! he wore that uncomfortable piece of spherical plastic up his ass for 7 years in that Hanoi pit of hell he was trapped in back in Nam! I gotta go back for my lucky ball!

Yellow hat wearing dude in the middle: Don’t be a fool Denny! Nooooooooo!

Bear: RARRRRGHHHHH (translation: I want more fucking Whisky Now! You nature meddling Cock-knockers!)

Spo | July 28, 2005