Joke Of The Day
Fred and Harry were playing their usual weekend match on the links and were annoyed by an unusually slow twosome in front of them.
One of them was marching around on the fairway while the other was searching distractedly in the tall rough that framed the hole.
“Hey,” shouted Fred, “why don’t you help your friend find his ball?”
“He’s got his ball,” came the reply. “It’s his club he’s looking for.”
Clubs Aren’t Meant For Piñatas
Purina – Hitting the ball pure, when one is swinging it well.