do not diss golf.

i don't know why..
but our conversations..
Chris and i.
they're pretty awesome.

here's the part where we think our kids won't get along:

C - I really should stop discriminating against golf.
one day i'll be an uncle.. and then i'll regret dissing golf.

D - that's right.
when you and i, we become uncles.. and start teaching our kids golf..
mine will thrash yours.
uh huh.

C - cause mine would spend more time picking up girls with his awesome guitar skills.

D - haha *#$% you man
that don't count
i got mad skillz too

C - and my kids will be taking shots of supermodels.
after serenading them

D - and i'll be pickin them up when they're done in my awesome car.
oh yes.
hmm. might need the range rover. need more space at the back.

C - dude.
your wife will kill you.
unless.
your kid is adopted.

D - dude.
i'm not impotent.

C - ..and you're a bachelor.

D - i'd prefer a wife..
and rather my salmon not swim upstream.

C - a wife who's ok with her husband picking up supermodels in his car.
good luck.

D - well maybe..
a high class-ish transporter.
and i'll tell my wife we'd be living on the streets if i don't do this.

C - and what if your wife goes and gets a job transporting male supermodels.

D - it's ok.
cos a lot of male supermodels are fags.

ROFLMAO.