returning to the golf course... after mr. du bois teed off on hole one and colleen indirectly congratulated him, mr du bois said to his caddy,
'fix the clod,' referring to the divot of grass and dirt that had been unearthed...
'yes claude,' responded the caddy -- a real cad.
'here, take my driver,' said claude, referring to his one wood, 'and give me my namesake in number three,' continued claude... his caddy wordlessly passed him a three wood and claude walked off down the fairway....
environmentalists protested the rape of the earth after they saw the divot fly along with claude's tee.... they held signs up and cat-called and badgered him until he found his solitary ball somewhere down the fareway...
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