Monday, March 5, 2012

Golf ...again

There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband... for example...
A wife comes home late one night, arriving early from being out of town and quietly opens the door to her bedroom.
From under the blanket she sees four legs instead of two.
She reaches for a baseball bat and starts hitting the blanket as hard as she can.
Once she's done, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink.
As she enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine.
"Hi Darling", he says, "Your parents have come to visit us, so l let them stay in our bedroom."

It was really a golf club


  1. Heh. If she hit 'em hard enough that would solve a couple o' few problems. Then... no more permission slips required!

    Just sayin'.

  2. Cool! A sex/golf joke I hadn't heard before! Thank you!


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