Broken Bone Club Gifts

'This time you hold the nail!'

"Don't even interact with him. He just likes to say 'Kalamazoo.'"

"My wife left me. Then my hard drive died."

"I just can't get over how well you look!"

"No. I wouldn't 'like to see the cheese menu'. And I don't appreciate the stereotyping!"

"Too much club."

Fetch the Boomerang

"Are they called 'x-rays' because the alphabet wasn't finished when they were invented?"

'Hi....I'm on my driving test....'

"Well, one good thing about summer...is I work more hours and make a lot more money. The bad thing is...I have a lot more free time to spend it all."

"I hope your cast is not itchy, Stacy. I had an itchy cast on my arm once and it itched ALL the time. It felt like crawling ants! Itchy, itchy, itchy..."

"And so it begins... Now where'd I put my dang glasses..."

I don't draw farts, but take it from me that one was from Skunksville.

Make a Wish

'Please! Take these and let my buddy go!!'

Inventing the wheel, hitchhiking.

The invention of baseball.

'Where the hell are my clubs ?'

"Sure, it's disgusting, but it's nice to have something that needs me."

Heaven terms and conditions.

'You don't have to shout fore when you putt.'

'I would say that we have unearthed ancient hunting weapons.'

"They're in a statistical dead heat."

"Somewhere we must have strayed off the course."

'Forget the water, give me some golf clubs. I haven't swung a club in days.'

'I was dropped from the insect football team... it took me too long to put my boots on!'

'It looks like I'm finally going to break 70.. this is my 69th club I've broken.'

This place already got on my nerves...

"I was so busy worrying that she only loved me because of my money that I lost her AND the money!"

"I'd like to take it for a test drive."

Welcome to Fairway...the town with 536 holes of golf!'

'I told you a five iron was too much club, man! You're lucky you hit the pin!'

I spy with my little eye, something black again. Daaad.

"I don't care how much you love your new clubs! They're not staying in our bed."

Golfer crying over the grave of a sandwedge