An oldie, but goody
Two 70 something-year-old men had been friends all of their lives.
When it was clear that Frank was dying, Leonard visited him every day. One day Leonard said, "Frank, we both loved playing golf all our lives, and we started playing soon after high school. Please do me one favor: when you get to heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's golf there. Frank looked up at Leonard from his deathbed and said, Leonard, you've been my best friend for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you.
Shortly after that, Frank died. A few weeks later, Leonard was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him, Leonard!
"Who is it?" asked Leonard, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?" Leonard, it's me, Frank. You're not Frank. Frank just died. I'm telling you, it's me, Frank, insisted the voice. Frank! Where are you? βIn heaven," replied Frank. "I have some really good news and a little bad news."
"Tell me the good news first," said Leonard. The good news," Frank said with joy an enthusiasm, there is golf in heaven. Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before me are here too. Even better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always summertime and it never rains. The best of all, we can play golf all we want, and we never get tired and we get to play with all the Greats of the past."That's fantastic," said Leonard. So what's the bad news?
You're in my foursome this Saturday πππππ
Now, if that was my DAD telling me I was going to be in his foursome...I'd ask him what kind of clubs do you have for me, and does the Head Pro ever play with us?
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