Rambo Golfers

I live across from a golf course and I see this all the time. It's one of the worst days of the year - thirty-eight degrees, raining, windy...yet there are a few guys on the golf course. And they're walking, too. Sometimes alone, sometimes in twos, threes...These are the Rambo Golfers. They're tough. Lighting/flood warnings? Whatever. These guys have pars to make. Traps to rake. Scores to fake. Few obstacles deter Rambo Golfers from putting in a solid eighteen.

Or maybe they just have really annoying wives.