Shanks for Nothing

Life is going pretty well for Raymond "Stick" Hart. He's happily married, raising his rambunctious son, and getting by writing smart-mouthed greeting cards for 25 bucks a pop. Best of all, nothing has changed at Ponky, the worst golf course in America. You still have to hook it past the toxic waste dump on No. 1 and under the billboard on No. 8, the fried-egg sandwiches are terrible but cheap, and his pal Two Down is always up for a sucker bet. Then, one disaster of a day, Stick's world does a ten-car pileup. The cheapskate bastard owner of Ponky announces he's retiring to a nudist camp in Florida and selling out to the Mayflower Club next door, a bastion of blue-blood snobbery that plans to pave Ponky over. And life only goes downhill from there.