Joke Of The Day
The same foursome played every day at 10 a.m. They were known as the “3-hour gang,” always finished by 1 p.m. so they could play gin all afternoon. One eventful day, they ran into a foursome ahead of them playing incredibly slowly.
The guys in the 3-hour gang waved and waved at each tee, but the group ahead never moved aside to let them through. After a frustrating 5:30 round, the gang came into the men’s bar fuming. The slow group was at a table across the room and the whole bar could hear the cussing coming from the hallway.
Finally, the waitress approached the gang and said, “You guys should lighten up. That group you’re cussing out….they can’t see. They’re blind golfers and I think it’s great they can even play!”
The first player in the gang felt terrible and told the waitress, “You’re right. Tell you what — send them over a round of drinks on me!”
The second guy told the waitress to put the blind golfers’ lunches on his tab. The third guy sent a caddie to the pro shop for four sleeves of balls to present to the blind golfers.
Everyone looked at the fourth guy. Unceremoniously he grumbled, “Screw ’em. Tell those idiots to play at night.”
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Swing Thoughts
Golf is a lot of walking, broken up by disappointment and bad arithmetic.
