I'll start...


"ooohh...Mr. Simpson...can petticoated ladies play at this "Oakworth" course you're designing?"

Fully aware that most early golf courses were built near train rails, the early architectural groupies knelt along the tracks in rapt excitement, eschewing obvious potential danger, poised panther-like-ready to leap forward, literally springing themselves face-forward onto the next open car in hopes of a glimpse of their ODG heros in action, despite being under the wary, careful watch of the rugged, burly Railroad security man Lance and his fierce watchdog Pelvis.

I'm working on a caption involving Simpson, West Virginia, two sisters and their dog, and a foursome....I'll only post it when it's ready to go to print.....

Joe

Fully aware that most early golf courses were built near train rails, the early architectural groupies knelt along the tracks in rapt excitement, ready to leap forward, literally springing themselves onto the next open car in hopes of a glimpse of their heros in action, despite being under the wary, careful watch of the Railroad security man and his fierce watchdog.

Actually, They had been reading a short book of Mike Cirba writings, and were going to throw themselves in front of the next train.....

 

I apologize, as I am (probably)contributing to the (inevitable)downfall of your thread, but....

The dog is willing to wait for the edits, the other three are jumpers....

 

Girl on left, “What do you think, boy?”  "Is this really the best piece of land he’s ever had to work with, or does he say that to all of the girls?”

Too easy...

"Esther, if I’m not mistaken, he is wearing an undergarment embossed with the designs of Mr. Donald Ross ."

Ladies, I'm telling ya...Sgt Shultz is really Alister MacKenzie in disguise......he's a master at that, you know.....

"Please don't think me Cruden, or a Louth, but I Hardelot of time to think about this while I was Woking today and I want to ask you this: how about losing the kid and the dog and coming over to my place where we can have a Rye and soda and maybe later I can put a Liphook on your Bootle?"

"Please don't think me Cruden, or a Louth, but I Hardelot of time to think about this while I was Woking today and I want to ask you this: how about losing the kid and the dog and coming over to my place where we can have a Rye and soda and maybe later I can put a Liphook on your Bootle?"

the contest is over!

Mike & Powell,
Don't give up so easily, it ain't over 'til the Felixstowe Ferry sings.  

Mike & Powell,
Don't give up so easily, it ain't over 'til the Felixstowe Ferry sings.  

you're piling on now