Thanks Churak, but I'm no good on golf stories. Here's my parting "shot" on the subject, then I've got to get back to the punatentiary.
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On their honeymoon the new husband said to his bride "I have a
confession that I should have made before, but I was concerned that
it might affect our relationship."
"What is it?" she asked.
"I'm a golfer," he said.
"What's the big deal about that?" she asked.
He replied, "When I say I'm a golfer, I mean that I'll be on the golf
course Saturday, Sunday, Wednesday afternoon, and any holidays. If
it comes to a choice between your wishes and golf -- golf wins."
She pondered a moment and said, "I thank you for your honesty. In
the same spirit of honesty, I should tell you that I've concealed
something about my own past that you should know about. I'm a
hooker."
"No problem," was his response, "just widen your stance a little and
overlap your grip, and that should clear it right up."
