I have a little robot that goes around with me. I tell it what I'm thinking. I tell it what I see. I tell my little robot, all my hopes and fears. It listens to remembers everything it hears. It first, my little robot followed my command. But after years of training, it's got another hand. It doesn't care what's right or wrong, or what is false or true. But no matter what I try now, it tells me what to do. Mm-hmm. They're right there. It tells me what to do. Golf is happiness. It's a toxication wealth hangover. It's stimulation wealth of pills. The price is high, yet rewards the richer. Some say it's a boy's pastime. He had a Bill's man. He cleans the mind, regulates the body. There's these things that many more for those of us who know it and love it. Golf is truly happiness.