So, it was like this, see. I was just meandering near the Golf Course getting mug shots of some of my insect friends and thinking to myself.

“Self.” I thinks

“I’m busy.” I thinks back

“No, listen, this is important!”

“What’s more important than bugs?”

“Golfers!”

“Yeah, right.”

Not 5 minutes later, whom should I meet but my buddy Gary wheeling a golf bag along the path to take a quick 9 holes. We did the “Gary!” “Edward!” thing and then I tagged along as he fired off hole-in-one after hole-in-one, finishing the course 50 under par (not really, but he’s my bud so I just gotta make him look good). Tiger, eat your heart out! Oh, yes, photos (in our favorite park, no less)!