A father, son and grandson go out to the country club for
their weekly round of golf. Just as they reach the first
tee, a beautiful young blonde woman carrying her bag of
clubs approaches them. She explains that the member who
brought her to the club for a round of golf had an emergency
which called him away and asks the trio whether she can join
them. Naturally, the guys all agree.
Smiling, the blonde thanks them and says, "Look, fellows, I
work in a bar as an exotic dancer, so nothing shocks me any more.
If any of you wants to smoke, have a beer, bet, take a leak, swear
or tell off-color stories or do anything that you normally do when
playing a round together,go ahead.
But I enjoy playing golf, consider myself pretty good at it,so don't
try to coach me on how to play my shots." With that the guys agree
to relax and invite her to drive first.
All eyes are fastened on her shapely behind as she bends to
place her ball on the tee. She then takes her driver and
hits the ball 270 yards down the middle, right in front of
the green. The father's mouth is agape. "Wow, that was
beautiful." The blonde puts her driver away and says, "I
really didn't get into it and I should have faded it a little."
After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots
(she was closest to the pin) the blonde takes out a nine iron
and lofts the ball within five feet of the hole. The son says,
"Wow, lady, you played that perfectly."
The blonde frowns and says, "it was a little weak. I've left
a tricky little putt."
After the son buries a long putt for a par, dad two putts
for a bogey and granddad overruns the green with his
pitching wedge, chips back and putts for a double bogey,
the blonde taps in the five-footer for a birdie.
The guys all congratulate her on her fine game. She puts her
putter back in the bag and says, "Thanks, but I really haven't
played much lately, and I'm a little rusty. Maybe I'll really get
into the next drive."
Having the honors she drives first on the second hole and
knocks the hell out of the ball, and it lands nearly 300 yards away
smack in the middle of the fairway.
For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continues to
amaze the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less
on every hole.
When they get to the 18th green, the blonde is three under par,
but has a nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par. She
turns to the guys and says, "I really want to thank you for not acting
like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to use or how to
play a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70
on this course. If anyone of you can tell me how to make par on this hole,
I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some 25-year old single malt
in him, fix him a dinner and then have sex with him the rest of the night."
The yuppie son jumps at the thought. He strolls across the green, carefully
eyes the line of the putt and finally says, "Honey, aim for about 3 inches
to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get over the little hump and break
right into the cup."
The father kneels down and sights the putt using his putter
as a plumb. "Don't listen to the kid, darling', you want to
hit it softly 10 inches to the right and run it left down
that little hogback, so it falls into the cup."
The old gray-haired grandfather walks over to the blonde's
ball on the green, picks it up and hands it to her. "That's
a gimme, sweetheart. Your car or mine?" |
