You know, I've often thought of becoming a golf club.
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Douglas Kenney
Douglas C. Kenney (December 10, 1946 – August 29, 1980) was an American writer and actor who co-founded the magazine National Lampoon in 1970. Kenney edited the magazine and wrote much of its early material. 2Early life Kenney was born in West Palm Beach, Florida, but his family moved to Mentor, Ohio in the early 1950s, before settling in Chagrin Falls, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland. Kenney lived in Chagrin Falls from 1958-1964 and attended Gilmour Academy, a Catholic prep high school for boys in nearby Gates Mills, Ohio. 2Career 3National Lampoon While at Harvard University, Kenney was a member of the Signet society, president of the Spee Club, and editor of The Harvard Lampoon. There, he was part of the first group of newcomers who restyled the college humor magazine. Another of these writers was Henry Beard, with whom Kenney frequently collaborated, and who became a lifelong friend. Together with Beard, he wrote Bored of the Rings, which was published during 1969. Kenney graduated in 1968. Soon after, he, Beard and fellow Harvard alumnus Robert Hoffman began work on founding the humor magazine National Lampoo
Cinderella story. Outta nowhere. A former greenskeeper, now, about to become the Masters champion. It looks like a mirac... It's in the hole! It's in the hole! It's in the hole!
his crowd has gone deadly silent, a Cinderella story outta nowhere. Former greenskeeper and now about to become the Masters champion.
Ty Webb: You take drugs, Danny? Danny Noonan: Every day. Ty Webb: Good.
Hey, doll. Could you scare up another round for our table over here? And tell the cook this is low grade dog food. I've had better food at the ballgame, you know? This steak still has marks from where the jockey was hitting it.
[to his Asian companion] I hear this place is restricted, Wang, so don't tell 'em you're Jewish, okay?
Licensed to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. A man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit—ever. They're like the Viet Cong—Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior…
Don't be obsessed with your desires Danny. The Zen philosopher, Basho, once wrote, 'A flute with no holes, is not a flute. A donut with no hole, is a Danish.' He was a funny guy.
Whoa, did somebody step on a duck?
This is a hybrid. This is a cross, ah, of Bluegrass, Kentucky Bluegrass, Featherbed Bent, and Northern California Sinsemilla. The amazing stuff about this is, that you can play 36 holes on it in the afternoon, take it home and just get stoned to the bejeezus-belt that night on this stuff.
Hey everybody, we're all gonna get laid!
You're a lot of woman, you know that? Yeah, wanna make 14 dollars the hard way?
Oh, this your wife, huh? A lovely lady. Hey baby, you must've been something before electricity.
Oh, this is the worst-looking hat I ever saw. What, when you buy a hat like this I bet you get a free bowl of soup, huh? [looks at Judge Smails, who's wearing the same hat] Oh, it looks good on you, though.
With the market these days if you own anything but land you own a popcorn farm.
I tell ya' this steak still has marks where the jockey was hitting it.