After a long day at work, I like to unwind by plopping down on the old leather couch and flipping on The Golf Channel. There's no better calming effect than watching some high quality golf programming, preferably featuring Kelly Tilghman.
However, in the midst of this relaxation, there is a thirty second bit of garbage that seems to run at every stinkin' commercial break. Peter Kessler and his Perfect Club. These grating spots generally consist of seemingly ordinary hackers, knocking a 210-yard shot stiff. Very believable… hrm. In his smarmy tone, Kessler tells us we can't live without this wonder equipment.
After seeing the commercial for the 5th time in the past hour, I think I might order one and smash my TV with it.