Man comes home from work Friday evening late. Dead on his … .
His wife asks him about it, and he says, “Its been a terrible week. Lost two clients to the competition, and failed to win the BIG contract.”
Feeling bad for her husband, she tells him, “Why don’t you just skip the honey-do list this weekend. Call Bob and make a golf date. You guys go play 18.”
The next morning he leaves, still tired but happy. BUT, when he comes back his wife is horrified to notice that he looks worse than when he came home Friday
She runs up to him and grabs him, helping him into the house and in a chair.
“What happened?” she exclaimed, “You were supposed to try to relax today!”
“Everything was fine,” he said, “Up until the 3rd hole. Bob dropped dead right in the middle of his drive.”
“Oh, no!,” she said, “That must have been terrible!”
“Yes,” he said, “and then it got worse. For 16 holes it was, hit the ball, drag Bob, hit the ball, drag Bob, hit the ball, drag bob…”
Nathan Daniels over 6 years ago
…at least they’re still happy.
Ida No over 6 years ago
“His driver’s license says he’s from Jasper, Wyoming.”
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member over 6 years ago
This is horrible! Laughed my butt off at it anyway.
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member over 6 years ago
Reminded me of an old golf joke.
Man comes home from work Friday evening late. Dead on his … .
His wife asks him about it, and he says, “Its been a terrible week. Lost two clients to the competition, and failed to win the BIG contract.”
Feeling bad for her husband, she tells him, “Why don’t you just skip the honey-do list this weekend. Call Bob and make a golf date. You guys go play 18.”
The next morning he leaves, still tired but happy. BUT, when he comes back his wife is horrified to notice that he looks worse than when he came home Friday
She runs up to him and grabs him, helping him into the house and in a chair.
“What happened?” she exclaimed, “You were supposed to try to relax today!”
“Everything was fine,” he said, “Up until the 3rd hole. Bob dropped dead right in the middle of his drive.”
“Oh, no!,” she said, “That must have been terrible!”
“Yes,” he said, “and then it got worse. For 16 holes it was, hit the ball, drag Bob, hit the ball, drag Bob, hit the ball, drag bob…”