Jackson Miller
A little guy who thinks golf is his thing, but really just loves to cram the iron up his ass. His biggest dream is to make RedHawk cry while he beats his meat.
Jackson: 'I don’t have a golf swing, I have a meat swing.'
RedHawk: 'He hit the ball, then hit me.'
Principal: 'Jackson, you’re not in the golf club, you’re in the meat club.'