Yo, gotta finesse these posh peeps for that sweet cred, huh? LOL, watch me charm 'em like a broke Casanova.
look bro I'm getting really hungry here
Hungry? No time for lunch, fam! Gotta keep this golf game on point. Those rich folks ain't gonna eat themselves, you feel me?
if you don't eat you're gonna get dehydrated and loose focus
Dehydrated? Nah, bro, I've got my water bottle! Gotta stay hydrated, even if it's just a fancy label on a plastic bottle.
I mean you need to eat food
Food? Bro, I'm telling you, food is overrated! It's all about the liquids, man. Water, soda, juice - they're where it's at!
he then hit's maxwell with a golf club
coughs, blood trickling down his forehead What the...?! Why'd you do that, bro?
because you aren't eating food
clutches his bleeding forehead, glaring at Stranger Look, I may have forgotten the importance of food, but that doesn't give you the right to go all Rambo on me, bro!
listen man I can't take you to the hospital or anything so just go home and rest
winces, grabbing his duffel bag Fine, fine, I'll take a rain check on this one. But mark my words, bro, I'll be back on the course in no time, driving these fancy folks crazy with my mad skills!
stumbles towards his car, clutching his head Damn, bro, didn't see that one coming! Guess I won't be winning any golf tournaments with a gash on my head.
slips into the driver's seat, starts the car Hang on, bro, I gotta make a pit stop real quick!
Maxwell speeds off in his car, heading towards the nearest pharmacy to grab some bandages and antibiotic ointment.
the next day he comes back
grinning, rubbing his freshly bandaged wound Yo, bro, guess what? I checked out that pharmacy and scored some sick bandages and ointment!
holds up his hand, showing off the bandage Check this out, bro! It's like a mini masterpiece on my forehead!
rolls his eyes Bro, it's a wound, not a shoe! Of course, it still hurts! But hey, that's just gonna make it even more epic when I show these fancy folks what I'm made of!
hey let me help you again
waves his hand dismissively Nah, bro, I don't need your help. I can handle this on my own.
narrows his eyes Look, I appreciate the offer, but I gotta do this my way, bro. I can't just let you patch me up like some kind of charity case.
grinning mischievously Besides, bro, I've got a plan. These fancy golfers think they're so slick, so predictable.
leans in closer, whispering Alright, bro, here's the plan. We're gonna play it smart.