Beat that, big brother

I went miniature golfing this weekend, the first time since my early youth on the Boardwalk in Atlantic City. And I made not one, not two, but three holes in one. Take that, Tiger Woods. Yeah, big brother. That’s right. I’m dissing Tiger Woods because if this is what I can do with no practice in almost 50 years, imagine what I could do with just a little practice time. Oh yeah. I’m good.