@floridafoodfun's Review of Pop stroke - Delray Beach, Florida

I like to golf myself, a scratch golfer. Every time I hit the ball, I go, where the hell did that one go? Oh, I'm atrocious. I played the other day, best two balls I hit all day is when I stepped in a rake. I was in the other fairway so much. I actually became better friends with the foursome ahead of me than the people I was playing with. Hit the tree, went up the duck's ass, rolled right into the drain. We fell out. Tommy couldn't swing, he was laughing. They shouldn't even call it golf. They should call it shit or goddammit. That's all you hear out there. Shit! Goddammit! Where the hell did that one go? And they shouldn't. Remember the holes, I should name them. What hole you want, aggravation?