Playing Golf
Sep 19, 2017 18:47:14 #
PinOakEO
Loc: NA
Do you know (FORE) is in golf?
I think the best part of golf is the (FOREPLAY)!
Gotcha again!
I think the best part of golf is the (FOREPLAY)!
Gotcha again!
Sep 19, 2017 19:05:58 #
Wow! And I though it meant it was going to take four strokes to get the ball in the cup. Ive told this sad story before but for those that haven't heard it... The worse day in my life was when I was playing golf with my best friend George. Old George dropped dead on the second tee. What a day, It was hit the ball and drag George, hit the ball and drag George.
Sep 20, 2017 13:28:40 #
jaycoffman
Loc: San Diego
OK, get us on a roll and we can't stop. Here's yet another golf story...
A nun walks into Mother Superior's office and plunks down into a chair.
She lets out a sigh heavy with frustration.
"What troubles you, Sister?" asks the Mother Superior. "I thought this was the day you spent with your family."
"It was," sighed the Sister. "And I went to play golf with my brother.
We try to play golf as often as we can. You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ."
"I seem to recall that," the Mother Superior agreed. "So I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing?"
"Far from it," snorted the Sister. "In fact, I even took the Lord's name in vain today!"
"Goodness, Sister!" gasped the Mother Superior, astonished. "You must tell me all about it!"
"Well, we were on the fifth tee...and this hole is a monster, Mother -540 yard Par 5, with a nasty dogleg left and a hidden green...and I hit the drive of my life. I creamed it. The sweetest swing I ever made. And it's flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted...and it hits a bird in mid-flight not 100 yards off the tee!"
"Oh my!" commiserated the Mother. "How unfortunate! But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!"
"No, that wasn't it," admitted Sister. "While I was still trying to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods, grabs my ball and runs off down the fairway!"
"Oh, that would have made me blaspheme!" sympathized Mother.
"But I didn't, Mother Superior!" sobbed the Sister. "And I was so proud of myself! And while I was pondering whether this was a sign from God, this hawk swoops out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws!"
"So that's when you cursed," said the Mother with a knowing smile.
"Nope, that wasn't it either," cried the Sister, anguished, "because as the hawk started to fly out of sight, the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him right there on the green, and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup!"
Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest, fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said...
"You missed the fucking putt, didn't you?"
A nun walks into Mother Superior's office and plunks down into a chair.
She lets out a sigh heavy with frustration.
"What troubles you, Sister?" asks the Mother Superior. "I thought this was the day you spent with your family."
"It was," sighed the Sister. "And I went to play golf with my brother.
We try to play golf as often as we can. You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ."
"I seem to recall that," the Mother Superior agreed. "So I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing?"
"Far from it," snorted the Sister. "In fact, I even took the Lord's name in vain today!"
"Goodness, Sister!" gasped the Mother Superior, astonished. "You must tell me all about it!"
"Well, we were on the fifth tee...and this hole is a monster, Mother -540 yard Par 5, with a nasty dogleg left and a hidden green...and I hit the drive of my life. I creamed it. The sweetest swing I ever made. And it's flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted...and it hits a bird in mid-flight not 100 yards off the tee!"
"Oh my!" commiserated the Mother. "How unfortunate! But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!"
"No, that wasn't it," admitted Sister. "While I was still trying to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods, grabs my ball and runs off down the fairway!"
"Oh, that would have made me blaspheme!" sympathized Mother.
"But I didn't, Mother Superior!" sobbed the Sister. "And I was so proud of myself! And while I was pondering whether this was a sign from God, this hawk swoops out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws!"
"So that's when you cursed," said the Mother with a knowing smile.
"Nope, that wasn't it either," cried the Sister, anguished, "because as the hawk started to fly out of sight, the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him right there on the green, and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup!"
Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest, fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said...
"You missed the fucking putt, didn't you?"
Sep 20, 2017 16:44:06 #
Sep 20, 2017 16:58:12 #
jaycoffman
Loc: San Diego
Hal81 wrote:
Wow! And I though it meant it was going to take four strokes to get the ball in the cup. Ive told this sad story before but for those that haven't heard it... The worse day in my life was when I was playing golf with my best friend George. Old George dropped dead on the second tee. What a day, It was hit the ball and drag George, hit the ball and drag George.
I forgot to mention in my post but you have a very very sick sense of humor. I laughed my butt off over this one... (So do I...)
Sep 20, 2017 20:00:52 #
Hal81 wrote:
Wow! And I though it meant it was going to take four strokes to get the ball in the cup. Ive told this sad story before but for those that haven't heard it... The worse day in my life was when I was playing golf with my best friend George. Old George dropped dead on the second tee. What a day, It was hit the ball and drag George, hit the ball and drag George.
In a situation like that, if you had left George where he lay, would he have been considered a movable obstruction for following players?
Sep 25, 2017 20:55:45 #
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