Shoe by Gary Brookins and Susie MacNelly for August 06, 2022

…..or Whiff.

Putt putt putt.

They should upgrade to computers, that way they’d have twice as many papers!

120 and counting ( on the front nine )

Hunting.

I’m afraid it would be censored.

Or, “Bunker Down”.

Well, Shoe will put on his handicap and noted that for all the time you spent in the sand-trap, you might as well have spent the time doing a sand-rap. And on the 8th hole, you spent a lot of time buttering around trying to sink the ball. You seem to be using Recyclubs.

That was a pretty good movie with Tom Hanks and Daryl Hannah.

How about “It’s a Rough Life” ?

Golf, My Way

Back in the latter part of the last century of the last millennium, I spent twenty years trying to learn the game of golf. I took lessons. I spent hours at the driving range and on the practice green. In all those twenty years, all I managed to accomplish was to lose golf balls, catch poison ivy, and kill the occasional snake. One day, I’d had enough and chucked my bag, clubs and all into the lake. I then took up ten-pin bowling. And you know, I can stand before the Throne of the Almighty and solemnly avow that I have never lost a ball in a bowling alley. I have never caught poison ivy in a bowling alley. I have never killed a snake in a bowling alley. And, I agree with whoever said it, that “golf is a pleasant walk in the country side; RUINED!”

In the order that I have my “followed” comics, this comes right after Ziggy. I get a kick out of an alignment like this. It’s the little pleasures…

“FIVE”

Boy, that’s me. If I’m anywhere near water, that’s sure to be where the ball goes.

Low blow!

Mine is closer to Marco, Polo.

Cosmo: Pfffft!

It looks like Cosmo’s desk had an avalanche that covered Shoe’s desk.