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| I love spring! It's warm and sunny and the seagulls have come back to crap all over the rich peoples' Porsches... and I'm kicking your butt by about 10 strokes. | |
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| That's just because if there's such a thing as pollen poisoning, I think I probably have it. | |
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| Excuses, excuses. Why did you wear your goofy spy disguise just to come play mini- golf, anyway? | |
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| I'm incognito. I was afraid I might be assassinated by a squad of mini-golf commandos. | |
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| That's crazy. What are those, a bunch of guys in ninja outfits who carry two-piece putters that unscrew in the middle and turn into bazookas? | |
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| Well, I was mostly thinking of unruly children raised by their incompetent parents, but, sure, that's an equally valid concern. | |
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