Monster Mini Golf is decorated entirely in spooky stuff that glows in the blacklight flourescent bulbs that cover the ceiling. The kids love it and their shirts glow and all that fun stuff. But I can’t help but think of that guy we all knew in high school who decorated his entire bedroom in blacklight-glowing posters and the like. Probably heavy metal band posters. He’s the same guy who probably offered you your first joint (I know, I know, you didn’t inhale) and he is also most likely to have stayed living in his mother’s house long after the rest of us moved on.
Maybe I tea too much into this place but that’s what runs through my mind when I am here.