I dreamed I was under a tree, wielding a #1 Wood. There were a number of whiskey sours lined up in front of me. I would line up on one whiskey sour and drive it like a golf ball - clean out of sight. Then line up on the next one - WHACK! and after 10 seconds or so, from out of the tree would drop the empty glass - with lipstick on it!

Dreamed by: Pat Ireland