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Tripp Isenhour is a dick

Pro golfer Tripp Isenhour apologizes for killing hawk, Humane Society to contact PGA

Golf Gallery ORLANDO, Fla. (AP)-Pro golfer Tripp Isenhour apologized for killing a hawk that was making noise while he tried to film a TV show. Now the Humane Society wants the PGA Tour to take action.

Go ahead, read the story. TTP will make a guess at which point you start fuming, and want to propel golf balls at this pampered baby’s head…

Isenhour allegedly said, “I’ll get him now,” and aimed for the hawk.

“About the sixth ball came very near the bird’s head, and (Isenhour) was very excited that it was so close,” Baine wrote.

A few shots later, witnesses said he hit the hawk. The bird, protected as a migratory species, fell to the ground bleeding from both nostrils.</em>

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Yup, its right about then that I’d like to find “Tripp” (who needs showbiz names to hit a ball into a hole with a stick?) and explain to him about the diminishing habitats for animals such as the endangered red-shouldered hawk, brought about in some part because dickheads like him think that tearing up natural areas and forests and replacing them with resource hogging testaments to white guy greed and ego called golf courses is a good idea. Then I’d explain that using his abilities as a professional “athlete” to hunt down and kill a defenseless creature because “it bothered him” is well, something a dick would do.

Then, I’d call his caddy over, have him hand me Isenhour’s Big Bertha, and beat the smirk off his pampered face.

What a worthless excuse for a human.


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