Originally Posted by Saccopoo

My God, I absolutely loathe golf.

And, in actuality, I've got a plan for that poo'ing on yourself deal. When it's time, I'm going to cook up a batch of some of the best Escoffier level demi-glace, take it up to Yellowstone, pour it over my head and let the bears eat me.

Recycled through nature. The way it ought to be.

And just think, how cool will it be for my daughter to take her children on vacation up there and point out a bear to her kids and say "Look sweeties, that might be the bear that ate your grandpa."

****ing awesome sauce if you ask me.