You’re playing golf with the guys, you’re in the middle of a shot and of an important shot and you suddenly get the urge to pee. You don’t have any place to go so why not use your golf club? Yes, you read it correctly. Here’s a nifty invention for all golf fans.
When I was a little boy, my idea of luxury was the couch, a big pillow and a bowl of popcorn. After I grew up, the idea basically remained the same, preferably with a chick aside. Well the following mansion we’re about to present didn’t cross even my wildest dreams. It’s not a luxury hotel, no the house of some Arab prince, it’s Tiger Woods’ crib. Here’s a cold reminder that we live in a dump and this guys has his own palace.
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