A good walk surrounded by bad golf

I play golf ... a lot of golf its one of my true passions. I also enjoy smoking great bong fodder, I have a buddy who's a greens keeper at a course I play at and its because of weed we met. I play early early in the a.m. and he works early as you'd expect. I came up on him early one morning while he was mid exhale and damn near gave him heart failure. I laughed and pressed on. We started nodding back and forth as time went on we'd chuckle back and forth over the private joke.
As time has gone on we've become close golf buddies too, he has a degree in horticulture and runs a bedding plant, tree and cooking herb business at his home and works for the golf club in the summer. He also grows extremely high end weed, true connoisseur one hit lay you out speaking in tongues weed which he sells me dirt dirt cheap. Despite smoking weed for over 35 years he's taught me more about weed then I thought there was to know. Yesterday he taught something else ... weed and golf don't mix, at least not if your intent is to play well

He has a harvest of a strain known as AK-47 right now the morning started out raining a bit (6:30), most of our regular foresome stayed home but we were there and figured wtf. So coffees in hand we headed out. Three holes into things it wasn't raining but wasn't all that warm either so he pulled out a joint he planned to share later and we got to it. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard and played so bad. Two hits into things I was amazed, jesus christ was this weed great.

I've been playing golf longer then I've been smoking weed and if you'd seen the pair of us you'd have sworn we'd never played the game. It was like beating a snake with a stick. Its a good thing the others in our foursome don't smoke because I couldn't play golf that way.

Love to play golf, love to smoke weed but the two should not cross paths at the same time it requires far more concentration and action then I was up for.