So, I just got off the phone with the Eagle Tee Golf Course. My Husband dropped his golf clubs off at the clubhouse last night after he hit a bucket of balls.
"Yeah, Ma'am?" I just wanted to let you know that your husband's golf bag is full of cow shit in the bottom of it." NOTE: This is a DIRECT QUOTE!
"Yeah. It's full of cow shit so we have it outside on account that it smells so bad."
At this point, I am laughing out of sheer embarassment and wonder.
"Um, do you mean it's on the bottom of the bag?"
"NO. It's INSIDE the bag. Do you live on a farm of somethin'?"
"Uh, no." (More embarassed laughter) "We certainly DON'T live on a farm. Don't you think it would be a bit difficult for a cow to do that in a golf bag?"
"Well, Ma'am, I'm just calling to let you know that it smells bad."
"I'll be sure to let my husband know."