A Golf Story
At the golf course one day, an elderly man challenged the local golf pro to a match, with a $100 bet on the side.
"But," said the man, "since you're obviously much better than me, to even things up a bit you have to spot me two 'gotchas'."
The golf pro didn't know what a 'gotcha' was, but he went along with it.
And off they went.
Coming back to the 19th hole, the rest of the club members were amazed to see the golf pro paying the old man $100.
"What happened?" asked one of the members.
"Well," said the pro, "I was teeing up for the first hole, and as I brought the club down, the old SOB stuck his hand between my legs, grabbed my crotch and yelled 'Gotcha!' Have you ever tried to play 18 holes of golf waiting for the second 'gotcha'?"
Another golf story.
The same four guys had been paying every Saturday for nearly twenty years. One day on the eighteenth hole, as one of the foursome was about to putt, he could see a distant street where there was a procession of black cars, led by a hearse. The guy paused, tipped his hat, and then putted out. At the 19th hole one of the other guys said "That was really considerate of you showing respect for the dead like that." The other guy said, "Its the least I could do. After all she was a wonderdul wife."
