A lady golfer visits a driving range to tone up before a game. She is about to drive her first ball off the tee when she notices the man next to her.
"Pardon me, sir", she said. "You are aiming in the wrong direction-back towards the golf shop."
"Oy! Tanks for dat. Vitout you, I vouldn't know. I'm blind."
He then turned around and started hitting out into the range. After a few minutes, he asked the lady how he was doing.
"Not bad." she answered. Most of your shots are straight and fairly long. Only a few of them are slicing."
"Tanks again, miss", he replied. "Mitout you tellink, I vouldn't know dese tings."
A few shots later, he inquired again. "Do you mind I should ask a poisonal qvestion?"
"Not at all", she replied.
"I don't do vell mit the ladies. Am I ugly or fett?"
"You're quite presentable", she replied. "I don't think that should be a problem."
Smiling now, he exulted . "Vat a relief. I vas always afraid to ask. I got to tank you."
He was about to hit another ball when she interrupted him. "Do you mind if I give you a bit of advice?", she asked.
"Mit gladness. All the help you got I vill take."
"Lose the Jewish accent", she replied. "You're Chinese."
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