Humor? HUMOR? You want some humor? I'll give you some friggin' humor, dammit. Here's some humor. . .
I didn't think it was so funny but . . . a couple of days ago, after a particularly horrendous day on the course, I repaired to the bar. I went from stool to stool trying to get lucky. I didn't find one piece of gum. Or . . . the reason I got married is because I got tired of finishing my own sentences. Or . . . if a guy's dyslexic and crosseyed, can he see O.K.? Or . . . my wife and I were happy for 26 years . . . then we met. Or . . . when you get married you lose the ability to dress yourself. Or . . . after 12 years of therapy my analyst said the most distressing thing ever. "No habla ingles." Or . . . Preparation H commercial; "Kiss your hemmoroids goodbye." Not even if I could. Ba da boom, ba da boom, ba da bing ;-) TFlan ----- Original Message ----- From: "Mark A. Patton" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Friday, August 09, 2002 5:56 PM Subject: ShopTalk:JOKE was USGA Rules Against Clubmaker Online!Non conforming glove> > It's a divot if I hit my shot fat out of it :) > > TFlan, give us some humor here. I need it. Rough week at work. > > Bright side is the 8:22 tee time tomorrow. > > Mark
