Hey!!yes you there....What are doing on this web page when you are supposed to be doing something better?Well i have been gone for some time now and almost thought that i was dead..Then i remembered that some crazy guys like you just want to read some crazy stuff..Resurrection time!!

Well,i have been watching plenty of what they call golf lately.You know that game where grown ups are busy swinging sticks to hit a tiny ball-like thing.I just wonder why guys have to keep sectioning large areas of land that has been so neatly groomed,for some grown-ups to come and use sticks to hit these balls inside the various holes dug up all over the field.

The worst part is that the whole game is ruled by one guy called Tiger.Rumor has it that the first words he said after being born were "I need some sticks!!".He became a close buddy to these sticks and would usually be seen hitting stones and related objects all over the lawn,gradually perfecting the "Art of hitting stones" A.K.A Golf.

If someone can be given all that money for hitting stones,then i'd better start another competition that would be more wacky...Hmmmmh...Like,who can spit the longest distance??!!Maybe and i need a world cup on it!!