🏌️♂️ MINI-GOLF MAYHEM: “Peaceful Putt Paradise.”
It was a bright Saturday morning — the kind that looked
peaceful until Ray and Ethan showed up to ruin it. Amy and Lucy had
invited them to a cute mini-golf course called “Peaceful Putt Paradise.” The
keyword “peaceful” would not survive the next two hours.
⛳️ Chapter 1: “Hole-in-Fun!”
Ray hopped out of the car wearing sunglasses and a golf
visor that said “Hole-in-Fun!”
Ethan had on a polo shirt three sizes too big and carried a real driver.
Amy froze. “Ethan. That’s not for mini-golf.”
Ethan grinned. “The ball’s smaller, so I figured I’d hit it harder.”
Lucy sighed. “Oh no. Not physics again.”
They entered the course — cute windmills, rainbow bridges,
and soft music.
Ten minutes later, the soft music was drowned out by Ethan yelling,
“FORE!!! …wait, what does ‘fore’ mean again!?”
🌀 Chapter 2: The
Gentle Breeze
Amy, being the responsible one, went first. Smooth. Calm.
One shot.
Hole-in-one.
Lucy followed — perfect form, second try.
Ethan clapped way too hard. “WOW, AMY, YOU’RE LIKE THE TIGER WOODS OF TOY
GOLF!”
Amy: “Mini-golf. It’s mini-golf.”
Then came Ray.
He swung with the passion of a man trying to launch a satellite.
The ball bounced off a rock, hit a frog statue, ricocheted into a nearby pond,
and splashed a family of ducks.
Ray shrugged. “The ducks needed excitement anyway.”
Ethan stepped up next.
He squinted dramatically. “I’ve studied angles. I’ve studied velocity. I am one
with the ball.”
He swung.
The ball shot straight up. Everyone looked up.
Five seconds later, it came down… and hit him right on the head.
BONK.
Ray was crying laughing. “BRO, YOU JUST SCORED A SELF-GOAL!”
Ethan: “It’s called a reverse birdie!”
LLoC Quotes
“The ball’s smaller, so I figured I’d hit it harder.”...“Oh no. Not physics again.”“WOW, AMY, YOU’RE LIKE THE TIGER WOODS OF TOY GOLF!”... “Mini-golf. It’s mini-golf.”
“I’ve studied angles. I’ve studied velocity. I am one with the ball.”
“BRO, YOU JUST SCORED A SELF-GOAL!”... “It’s called a reverse birdie!”
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