This video is dedicated to a certain POW we call The Grand PooBah. He fishes, golfs, steals golf balls and tells some very fishy, fish stories. His friends call him Old Hole in One Frisby. He’s never told a lie he didn’t believe was true. He is obviously related to Mr. Frisby.
This is what happens when friends and family don’t do the needed intervention. The Gong Show used to be an outlet for this type of mental illness. Mute if you don’t want your ears to experience dog whistle damage. In my case, I just muted my hearing aids. Click the link below if you have the nerve. Be afraid, be very afraid.
Here’s a link to The Grand PooBah’s new business. He needs something to do besides fishing, golfing, stealing golf balls and generally ruining everyone’s lives!
You can’t fix ugly at Apple Mountain Golf Course. As you can see no bicycles just some Poor Old White-Trash(POW)
The PooBah and NEWMAN Tahoe Flue Adventure/Honeymoon Excursion
At his niece’s recent wedding and reception the Grand POO-BAH’s father-in-law, Tom was being introduced to his niece’s mother-in-law. The mother-in-law looked at Tom, who is 90, and the Grand POO-BAH and started shaking hands and hugging the POO-BAH! Being 60+ is bad enough but being mistaken for your niece’s 90 year old grandpa is classic. POO does look pretty good for 90 for sure. Hit long and prosper. MMR
The man of Carmen’s Dreams or Nightmares? You decide!
This page is dedicated to the one, the only Grand POO-BAH of the most excellent and bodacious men’s golfing association, THE POW’s!! He along with EG started the POW’s and coined the moniker MAN MUST RECREATE or simply MMR. This page is designed to be like a Friar’s Roast of one said POO-BAH. All derisive and sarcastic comments are welcome along with any compromising and unflattering photo’s. Real and fake anecdotes are also welcome. Think of it as The Penthouse Forum for a bunch of old ass gophers.
Sign seen at Campus Commons Golf Course. No further explanation needed.
Golf and Beer?
Take a good look at this picture then read the paragraph underneath.
A man was walking down the street when he was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless man (see above) who asked him for a couple of dollars for dinner.
The man took out his wallet, extracted ten dollars and asked, ‘If I give you this money, will you buy some beer with it instead of dinner?’ No, I had to stop drinking years ago, ‘the homeless man replied.
‘Will you use it to go fishing instead of buying food?’ the man asked.’ No, I don’t waste time fishing, ‘the homeless man said. ‘I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive.’
‘Will you spend this on greens fees at a golf course instead of food?’ the man asked. ‘Are you NUTS!’ replied the homeless man. ‘I haven’t played golf in 20 years!’
‘Will you spend the money on a woman in the red light district instead of food?’ the man asked.’ What disease would I get for ten lousy bucks?’ exclaimed the homeless man.
‘Well, ‘said the man, ‘I’m not going to give you the money. Instead, I’m going to take you home for a terrific dinner cooked by my wife.’ The homeless man was astounded.’ Won’t your wife be furious with you for doing that? I know I’m dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting.’
The man replied, ‘That’s okay. It’s important for her to see what a man looks like after he has given up beer, fishing, golf, and women.’