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<font color=CC66CC>Short Post Man cracks me up!<br
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Playing Golf, Left Handed and Right Handed
Every Saturday morning for three years, a foursome
teed off at their local country club.
One of the players was remarkable. For a couple of
weeks, he'd play left-handed, and then the next week,
he'd play with the right, with no loss in skill.
However, he had one annoying fault: every couple of
months or so, he would be twenty minutes late to tee
off.
One morning, after this guy had landed his second shot
just two feet from the pin, one of the others said, "I
can't stand it any longer! What's with switching sides,
right to left? Why do you do that?"
"Well, I'll tell ya," the man said, "Every Saturday
morning when I wake up, I turn over and look at my
wife. If she's sleeping on her right side, I tee off
right-handed. If she's on her left side, I play left-
handed."
"Ah! But what if she's on her back?"
"That's when I'm twenty minutes late!"
Every Saturday morning for three years, a foursome
teed off at their local country club.
One of the players was remarkable. For a couple of
weeks, he'd play left-handed, and then the next week,
he'd play with the right, with no loss in skill.
However, he had one annoying fault: every couple of
months or so, he would be twenty minutes late to tee
off.
One morning, after this guy had landed his second shot
just two feet from the pin, one of the others said, "I
can't stand it any longer! What's with switching sides,
right to left? Why do you do that?"
"Well, I'll tell ya," the man said, "Every Saturday
morning when I wake up, I turn over and look at my
wife. If she's sleeping on her right side, I tee off
right-handed. If she's on her left side, I play left-
handed."
"Ah! But what if she's on her back?"
"That's when I'm twenty minutes late!"
