He plays golf. Surely there is no sport more boring. And if you got millions of dollars to play it and promote it wouldn’t you use that money lavishly? Wouldn’t you marry a super model? Buy a mansion. Get drunk. Wreck your bling bling SUV while getting a blow job from your hot mistress while your hot wife is smashing the windows in with your thousand dollar golf club? (I don’t know if that’s how it went down….I’m merely assuming and exaggerating). But, wouldn’t you? If you could? Isn’t that the point? Isn’t that why you’re still interested in this story? Because frankly, it’s way more intriguing than watching the PGA… even if the story is still slightly dull.
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