Haggard and tired Fred returns home from a long day of golf with his golf buddies.
Fred’s wife greets him at the door and seeing his condition exclaims, “Honey, you look awful, how was your game?”
Heaving a sigh, Fred replies, “Worst game of golf I’ve ever played.”
His wife asked what happened.
He went on to explain, “Charlie had a heart attack and dropped dead on the first tee.”
“Oh, that’s just terrible,” his wife exclaimed.
“It WAS terrible,” Fred replied.
“All day long it was: Hit the ball, drag Charlie, hit the ball, drag Charlie.”
Fred’s wife greets him at the door and seeing his condition exclaims, “Honey, you look awful, how was your game?”
Heaving a sigh, Fred replies, “Worst game of golf I’ve ever played.”
His wife asked what happened.
He went on to explain, “Charlie had a heart attack and dropped dead on the first tee.”
“Oh, that’s just terrible,” his wife exclaimed.
“It WAS terrible,” Fred replied.
“All day long it was: Hit the ball, drag Charlie, hit the ball, drag Charlie.”