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or don't.

I'm engaging in an event tomorrow night known as Bar Golf. I feel that I am too old for this kind of shit, but life is too short.

Each bar represents a golf hole and here are the rules for each "hole":

We will play 9 holes

1 hole = 1 bar

At each bar, depending on how much you consume is what your score will be for that hole.

For this particular event, the scoring is as follows:

No consumption of alcohol = Double Bogey (+2)
1 Beer, Mixed Drink, or Shot = Bogey (+1)
1 Beer or Mixed Drink AND a Shot = Par (E)
2 Beers or Mixed Drinks AND a Shot = Birdie (-1)
2 Beers or Mixed Drinks AND 2 Shots = Eagle (-2)

Any puking after consumption of a beverage will result in a two stroke penalty.

I have confirmed that any sort of depth charge beverage i.e. Flaming Dr. Pepper will count as a beer and a shot.

We will spend 30 minutes at each hole (bar) and allow for 15 minutes in between holes.


Flaming Dr. Peppers count as a beer and a shot, so I was thinking of going that route. Thoughts?

It's been awhile for me Rumps, what is a "Flaming Dr. Pepper" ?

A shot of Amaretto dropped in a 12 oz beer. Tastes just like a Dr. Pepper.....if you slam it.

RumpleForeskin wrote:We will play 9 holes

Pussy. Real men play 36.

BSmack wrote:Real men play 36.

No, no....real men play Wolf.

What's the old rule ... "Liquor before beer, ...... "

Tom In VA wrote:What's the old rule ... "Liquor before beer, ...... "

No, no Tom. It's "Liquor in the front, poker in the rear."

Milk, milk
lemonade
around the back fudge is made

Tom In VA wrote:It's been awhile for me Rumps, what is a "Flaming Dr. Pepper" ?

AP in med school?

Real moro...err...men will do a keg stand after 36 holes of bar golf.

I think the real question on everyone's mind is.

What is the required score it takes to make Mt. Rumplewife look thin?

JayDuck wrote:I think the real question on everyone's mind is.

What is the required score it takes to make Mt. Rumplewife look thin?

Impossible. You don't drink until Rumplewife looks thin. You drink until fat looks attractive.

MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote: You drink until fat looks attractive.

rumplesnatch is hot

WTF?

JayDuck wrote:I think the real question on everyone's mind is.

What is the required amount it takes to make Mt. Rumplewife look thin?

Which limo company are you using?

War Wagon wrote:WTF?

It's been a long time since I saw that pic without the caption: "Ceiling cat is watching you masturbate."

Hey Rumps -- Wakey-Wakey. How was the Bar Golf?

In the interim, the below link may prove handy.

http://cocktails.about.com/od/healthsaf ... r_rmdy.htm" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

An interesting exerpt:

What You Need:
A bed
Peace and quiet
A shower
Water
Juice
Gatorade or Powerade
Pickle juice
Bloody Mary

Sol wrote:Hey Rumps -- Wakey-Wakey. How was the Bar Golf?

In the interim, the below link may prove handy.

http://cocktails.about.com/od/healthsaf ... r_rmdy.htm" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;

An interesting exerpt:

What You Need:
A bed
Peace and quiet
A shower
Water
Juice
Gatorade or Powerade
Pickle juice
Bloody Mary

:)

You forgot to add the RumplewifeRollover. She's the 19th hole. He might be suffocowated.

All I can say is.....disaster.

The bartender who made my flaming DPs at the third bar made it with 95% 151 and 5% amaretto. That pretty much killed me.

A Flaming DP's ingredients are as follows:

3/4 Amaretto
1/4 151
Half a glass of beer.

I gulped down 2 flaming DPs with amlost all 151 in the shots. Fucked me up.

RumpleForeskin wrote:I gulped down 2 flaming DPs with amlost all 151 in the shots. Fucked me up.

And then what? You must have some kind of story. Preferably one with embarrassing details.

BSmack wrote:You must have some kind of story.

None that I can recall except for the play-by-play Mrs. Rumps gave me the morning after. Apparently, I met The Cablanasian at hole 5 or 6 and was all, "Blah-bleu-blah-blah-smackoff-blah-blah-blah." And he was all, "Ooo-k".

Then, Mrs. Rumps tells him, "You know you are my husband's hero, right?" And I must have heard what she said and I agreed with her except I forgot to change it up for it make sense in the first person by saying, "Yeah, he is my husband's hero!"

EJECT!

That'e the pickle juice talking right there.

RumpleForeskin wrote:

BSmack wrote:You must have some kind of story.

None that I can recall except for the play-by-play Mrs. Rumps gave me the morning after. Apparently, I met The Cablanasian at hole 5 or 6 and was all, "Blah-bleu-blah-blah-smackoff-blah-blah-blah." And he was all, "Ooo-k".

Then, Mrs. Rumps tells him, "You know you are my husband's hero, right?" And I must have heard what she said and I agreed with her except I forgot to change it up for it make sense in the first person by saying, "Yeah, he is my husband's hero!"

EJECT!

So one of your personal heroes is a former no-life havin' phone caller to a second rate radio show turned fourth rate radio show host? Gotcha.