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Saturday Morning. 8.00 am




My wife sleeping peacefully, I got up early, dressed quietly, made
sandwiches, grabbed my clubs, slipped quietly into the garage to get out
the car, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.

There was snow mixed with the rain, and the wind was blowing 80km/ph.

I pulled back into the garage, turned on the RTE One, and discovered
that the weather would be bad throughout the day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into
bed.

There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation,
and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."


She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out golfing
in that sh*t?"
 
Saturday Morning. 8.00 am




My wife sleeping peacefully, I got up early, dressed quietly, made
sandwiches, grabbed my clubs, slipped quietly into the garage to get out
the car, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.

There was snow mixed with the rain, and the wind was blowing 80km/ph.

I pulled back into the garage, turned on the RTE One, and discovered
that the weather would be bad throughout the day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into
bed.

There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation,
and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."


She sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out golfing
in that sh*t?"

I Love that joke and hate golf
 
Given that she is already cheating on you it's probably the least of your worries........
 
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