Maybe that says more about me than the clip, I dunno.  But after I got through laughing, I had so many questions:  how does somebody go to that much trouble?  how does someone in a devil’s costume manage to stroll around on a golf course unchecked?  who the hell filmed it?  why go to the trouble of toting around a helium-filled balloon when there’s a handy pond to toss the ball into?  why bother to chase a dude in a devil’s costume?

Pulling up with tweaked hammies is the perfect cherry on the sundae, too.  All in ten seconds.  I wonder what he told his wife when he got home that day.

So, what’s on your mind today?