Disc Golf

So I was hanging out with my law review friends the other day and I thought it would be a typical day where I would tell them about my Spanish roots and no one would bat an eyelash but as I get to our usual hangout spot I see there is some excitement being had. A new guy was trying to infiltrate my group! I thought alrighty then I should haze this motherfucker but as I sat down this guy made a comment about my long pants and everyone laughed.



This no tier noob had the audacity to speak to me at MY hangout table! WTF? So I dig deep and do what any of us would do under normal circumstances... I try to find out his sign! Lo and behold he was another virgo! How could this be? Where is the anxiety? The awkwardness? Finally after entertaining everyone with his extensive knowledge on superheroes and NBA stats including a list of men who had a growth spurt late in life he dropped the bomb of all bombs and invites everyone to play disc golf in the park!!!

http://opers.ucsc.edu/sports-clubs/disc-golf-course/Disc% 20Co-Ed% 20WCMS.jpg?t=0

W-T-F... this is as unknown to me as a clit is! So we're at the park and this guy says ok does anyone have a frisbee? I was like you picked the wrong sport motherfucker I got a frisbee at home! So I travel home, I said it was just a 30 min sprint, get my frisbee and come back. When I get to the park the motherfucker we shall now call Carlo already has a frisbee. He says he remembered he had one in the car. I eyebeall his frisbee. It looks nothing like mine. I am becoming worried about this. I awkwardly laugh at his frisbee. He says mine is for kids while his is for professionals. WTF I didn't know frisbees had tiers! Anyway he flicks that thing with his fingers and it rattles in with precision. At this point I'm furious! "LET ME TRY!", i say. I flick that thing and I miss the goal by about a meter. My long pants are starting to get unbearably hot. I want to go home. I made up an excuse that I shit in my pants and ran home. So each day for about 10 days now I wake up at 5am to practice Disc Golf. Watch out Carlo!

this reads like the kind of gay story your friend Sand would write with his midget hands on his Unesco laptop, bunny.
I'm sure you'll get better at disc golf eventually.

I have to sleep soon to wake up at 5am. I think Carlo is a professional Disc Golf player and gets to travel to Australia to play. Maybe I can travel to Tulsa one day as well.