For those of you who remember "Caddyshack"

[Cydar]

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[thakeepa14]

License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit....ever. They're like the Viet Cong, Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior intelligence and superior firepower. And that's all she wrote.....

[tube1]

License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit....ever. They're like the Viet Cong, Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior intelligence and superior firepower. And that's all she wrote.....

Kill the golfers? Sir if I kill the golfers they're going to lock me up and throw away the key... Oh, the gophers, we could that. We wouldn't even need a reason.

[keepngoal]

"I'm going to put it right on the line. There's been a lot of complaints already. Fooling around on the course, bad language, smoking grass, poor caddying. If you guys want to get fired. If you want to be replaced by golf carts, just keep it up."

-keep.

[price26]

So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.

[Incyte]

"I told you, today is the day we change the holes. Now, do it, and no more slacking off."

"I'll slack you off, you fuzzy little foreigner."

[Tiller]

This is a hybrid. This is a cross, ah, of Bluegrass, Kentucky Bluegrass, Featherbed Bent, and Northern California Sensemilia. The amazing stuff about this is, that you can play 36 holes on it in the afternoon, take it home and just get stoned to the bejeezus-belt that night on this stuff.

[cyclonekj]

This crowd has gone deadly silent, a Cinderella story outta nowhere. Former greenskeeper and now about to become the masters champion.

[mkcrawford]

"Great big gobs of greasey grimmey gopher guts..."

[jdoggivjc]

I smell varmint poontang. And the only good varmint poontang is dead varmint poontang, I think.