Collecting art is for Douchebags

Then it is settled, I shall do 9 holes, then supper followed by the remaining 9 holes. Golf is a noble sport indeed, requiring several admirable qualities from its participants; an agile mind with a keen sense of strategy, not to mention the pure strength demanded to get to the green in as few strokes as possible, but inevitably one must abandon raw power for a steady hand and nerves of steel when the final put is called for. A noble sport indeed.

My God, is he still going on about that painting? Did he not understand that dinner is almost ready to be served? And I have built up somewhat of an appetite by now, I do hope they serve pheasant. Oh-ooh, he is looking at me, I better nod and agree.

“Yes, you are quite right, my dear friend, quite right…”

That is a HORRIBLE painting, why will he not be quiet about it? One can only hope that his lack of good taste and inability to sense when he is boring people is made up for by him being an extraordinary husband.  On this matter I am sure that I have made the right choice for my daughter, if there is one quality I take pride in it is always having been a marvelous judge of character.

Ah, he is done at last. Let us get downstairs at once, my belly aches with hunger. What is this? Is he going to start telling about this sea horse now?? No ,no, no! Ah, false alarm. It looks it like we are finally adjourning. I simply can’t imagine how his last Duchess put with this constant, self-indulgent monologuing...