I knew the day was coming where golf courses would start to implement a tax on golfers. I was surprised to hear this, but it makes sense. Knowing how important it is for golfers to be personally involved in protecting our playing area. Let me know what you think?
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The Golfing Nun
I borrowed this from Funny and Interesting Stuff People Have Sent Me. It made me laugh and I thought it might make you laugh as well.
I am a grateful golfer. See you on the links!
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A nun walks into Mother Superior’s office and plunks down into a chair. She lets out a sigh heavy with frustration.
‘What troubles you, Sister ?’ asked the Mother Superior. ‘I thought this was the day you spent with your family.’ ‘It was,’ sighed the Sister. ‘And I went to play golf with my brother. We try to play golf as often as we can.
You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ.’
‘What troubles you, Sister ?’ asked the Mother Superior. ‘I thought this was the day you spent with your family.’ ‘It was,’ sighed the Sister. ‘And I went to play golf with my brother. We try to play golf as often as we can.
You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ.’
‘I seem to recall that,’ said Mother Superior. ‘So I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing ?’
‘Far from it,’ snorted the Sister. ‘In fact, I even took the Lord’s name in vain today !’‘Goodness, Sister!’ gasped the Mother Superior, astonished. ‘You must tell me all about it !’
‘Well, we were on the fifth tee – and this hole is a monster, Mother -540 yard Par 5,
with a nasty dogleg right and a hidden green…and I hit the drive of my life. I creamed it. The sweetest swing I ever made.
And it’s flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted…and it hits a bird in mid-flight !’
‘Oh my !’ commiserated the Mother. ‘How unfortunate. But surely that didn’t make you blaspheme, Sister !’
‘No, that wasn’t it,’ admitted Sister. ‘While I was still trying to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods,
grabs my ball and runs off down the fairway !’
‘Oh, that would have made me blaspheme !’ sympathized the Mother.
‘But I didn’t, Mother !’ sobbed the Sister. ‘And I was so proud of myself, eh. And while I was pondering whether this was a sign from God, this hawk swoops
out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws.’
‘So that’s when you cursed,’ said the Mother with a knowing smile.
‘Nope, that wasn’t it either,’ cried the Sister, anguished, ‘because as the hawk started to fly out of sight,
the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him right there on the green,
and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup !’
Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest, fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said . . .
‘You missed the darn putt, didn’t you ?’
Golf for Laughs
If you can’t laugh at yourself, then how can you laugh at anybody else? I think people see the human side of you when you do that. Payne Stewart
Most golf blogs are serious and try to discuss different aspects of the golf swing. Some try to sell something or other, and yet some only focus on just the mental part of golfing. Also, some blogs, like this one, try to talk about all aspects of golf, even the lighter side. Sometimes its a bit overwhelming and most of the people forget that golf is about having fun! If you are not having fun golfing, then why play!
I thought it would be nice to look at the lighter side of golf. So here it goes…….
Four old men went into the pro shop after playing 18 holes of golf. The pro asked, “Did you guys have a good game today?” The first old guy said, “Yes, I had three riders today.” The second old guy said, “I had the most riders ever. I had five.” The third old guy said, “I had seven riders, the same as last time.” The last old man said, “I beat my old record. I had 12 riders today.” After they went into the locker room, another golfer who had heard the old guys talking about their game went to the pro and said, “I’ve been playing golf for a long time and thought I knew all the terminology of the game, but what’s a rider?” The pro said, “A rider is when you hit the ball far enough to actually get in the golf cart and ride to it.” — Howard P. Curtis
A golfer standing on a tee overlooking a river sees a couple of fishermen and says to his partner, “Look at those two idiots fishing in the rain.”
A pretty pathetic golfer was getting frustrated with his lousy game and began blaming his mistakes on his experienced caddie. As the round came to an end, the golfer said, “You have to be the worst caddie in the whole wide world.” To which the caddie replied, “I don’t think so, sir. That would be too much of a coincidence.”
Q: Are you a scratch player?
A: I sure am – every time I hit the ball I scratch my head and wonder where it went.
Brand new golf balls are attracted to water, and the power of the attraction is in direct proportion to how much the balls cost.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qk0hosbtcVM
I hope you had a good laugh!
I am a grateful golfer! See you on the links!
The Grateful Golfer 