Jim excitedly calls for his partner Bob. "Hey Bob, come here. I got trouble down here." Bob comes running over to the edge of the ravine and calls out to Jim, "What's the matter Jim?" Jim shouts back in a nervous voice, "Bring me my 7 iron. You can't get out of here with an 8."
The first day she was dusting in the Smoking Room where the Master of the house sat reading. On the mantel, she saw a small bowl containing a couple of round white balls. She, being curious and not bashful, asked, "What are these?"
He looked up, saw where she was pointing, and answered, "Golf balls."
She said, "Oh!" and went on dusting.
A few days later, she was dusting again in the same room, where the Master was again reading. Again, in the same bowl were white balls, only now there were four. She said, "Oh, Sir, congratulations! I see you shot another Golf!"
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