Novel & Cerita Funny Golf Quotes

I take a long drink from it and he placed another golf ball down. "Again." He says. "Your turn." I said. "Okay. Step aside for the pro." I laughed as I step down from the mini box. I held his can of beer for him while he starts to hit the ball. He hit it much force than I could and he screamed as well. It was fun. I could let go of my sadness like this. I could vent my anger out. "This is for the guys out there who just fucks!!" I yelled then hit the ball.

CAL So Lucy wasn’t lying. I stand off to the side as I watch her swing the golf club in a third attempt at hitting the ball. She misses…again. A crease appears on her forehead as she looks at me. “Ugh,” she whines. “I suck at this, and it’s embarrassing.” I uncross my arms from in front of my chest and take a step closer to her. “How about I help?” I offer. “I don’t know if your help will do anything. I’m hopeless.” She looks over her shoulder at the line of golf carts waiting for us to finish our turn. She closes her eyes and lets out a groan. “And everyone’s watching me make a complete fool of myself.”

It landed farther than Dylan’s, rolling to a confident stop. Dylan scoffed. “Show-off.” He leaned against his club, watching as Lucas lined up his next shot. “I wonder how you have time to play golf when the Evans Corporation is in the middle of crisis.” Lucas didn’t even blink. With a smooth, effortless swing, he sent the ball soaring across the course, landing it just inches from the hole. “Because I have everything under control.” Dylan was unimpressed. “That’s what every arrogant businessman says right before they crash and burn.”

“I think I can protect her. Thank you for your unusual concern, though.” I adjusted my cap and turned away from them, heading back toward the golf cart. “I think I’m done learning this.” Jonas laughed behind me. “You didn’t even hit a single mark.” I looked over my shoulder. “I hit the ball.” “Barely.” “I still hit it.” “That’s not the point.” He shook his head. “You’re definitely getting this golf lesson again. And maybe next time, it’ll be from a professional. You might actually take it seriously then.”

"Golf? I've never played in my life. I’m not sure I’d be any good." Michael’s eyes twinkled with amusement. "That’s the point. I’ll teach you." The next day, they met at the Golf Club of Tennessee. Emma's attempts at hitting the golf ball were, to say the least, hilarious. She swung and missed repeatedly, her frustration growing with each attempt. "You're supposed to hit the ball, not just wave at it," Michael teased, his laughter contagious. Emma huffed, trying again but only managing to send the ball rolling a few feet. "This is impossible!"

I traced a constellation with a glint in my eyes, “It’s my motto, maybe you should make it yours too” I tilted my head to give him a genuine smile. I saw his wheels turning in his head for a while through his green orbs, then he broke into small chuckles, shaking his head. I blinked my eyes as to why he was laughing. We were talking serious things right before he began chortling. Did I say something funny? “Why’re you laughing?” I asked. He silenced his chuckles to look at me biting his lips preventing any more. “No wonder you were called the ‘Quote Schmuck’” he quoted.

He laughs but shuts up. “Ok, listen, while we are on the topic of quotes, I have some funny, sarcastic ones,” he says and opens his phone to read some. “Two wrongs, don’t make a right, take your parents as an example,” I laugh. I can use it on anyone who messes with my friends. “Tell me more,” I urge him. “Even people who are good for nothing can bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs,” I chuckle.

the man said in between chuckles that Shania wanted to slap him across the face and shut him up “Oh let me guess… you can't play golf…tsk tsk, it's a shame I'm more into women who aren't just pretty… but skilled in various fields,” the man added, giving a sarcastic expression. I didn't like the tone of his voice…especially when he was insulting me in broad daylight

Liam uttered. “If you want to watch a movie, we could’ve just watch it in my room. I have lots of movies in there. ” I complained immediately. "Oh, how about golfing?" "Golfing?" I burst out laughing. “Is that an expensive mind? I mean, yeah, golfing might be fun for you guys but I don’t think I would enjoy that expensive game. ” For me, that game is too rich. I have always seen and watched dramas that when they play golf they are the children of a millionaire.

JULIAN’S POV The loud crack of Aaron’s golf club echoed across the quiet course as the ball soared cleanly through the morning air. “Damn,” he muttered, lowering the club. “That one felt good.” I barely looked up from where I stood near the golf cart, adjusting my glove. “You say that every time.” “Because I’m talented.” I snorted“You’re mediocre at best.” Aaron scoffed. “And yet somehow I’m still beating you.” “You’ve been keeping score?” I asked dryly.