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Twosheds was having a really bad day on the golf course. Right around
the 14th hole, it seems he had missed one putt too many. He let loose
with a fairly impressive temper tantrum, grabbed his putter, and
stormed off toward the lake by the 15th tee.
"Uh-oh," said his caddie to one of his playing partners, "There goes
that club."
"You think so?" said his playing partner. "I've got five bucks says
he misses the water!"
Heard a similar story from a local golf course where a golfer was having a bad day and the whole bag of clubs ended up being hurled into the water and the player stormed off to the bar. Some time later when he was ready to go home he couldn't find his car keys, then remembered they were in the golf bag.
One beautiful Sunday morning many years ago, a bunch of us young cyclists was cycling along Henry Lawson Drive near the golf course, as a bloke was lining up his drive. As he commenced his backswing, the count started - 1, 2, 3, FORE! To say he was unhappy when he topped it was a slight understatement.
having a quiet coffee of sitting in the car enjoying the view of the (golf club lake and I swear some mysterious force made my hand hit the 5 tone air horn button just as the old girls were taking their first swing
The Priest decided to take a sicky one Sunday and headed to the Golf Course.
St Peter said to God, "Will you look at that, taking the day off from doing your work!"
God replied "I know how to punish him, watch this!"
The Priest tees off and it's a hole in one, next tee, another hole in one, and so it goes all afternoon, every one a hole in one.
St Peter said to God "I thought you were going to punish him??"
"I am" said God.
"How?" said St Peter.
God replied "Who's he going to be able to brag to???"
Kryn
When I was younger, and only had my license about 3 months, the local copper decides he's going to have a round of golf at the town where I lived, it was about 12 mile from where the station was and he lived. My father had about 4 acres of land and a friends father, had about 6 acres, which happened to be right next door. My fathers block had a cricket pitch on it, and with the 10 acres of land we had about 8 mile of "track" on the blocks. I had a Wolsley 680 and the friend had an FJ, both vehicles had no exhaust system, straight out from the engine pipe. We'd sit side by side and see who could lay the longest rubber!!!
WELL, the copper after about an hour comes up to us and says "Will you pair of buggers go to the tip and find a couple of mufflers to stick on the cars, you're ruining my golf game!!!"
The golf course was about 2 mile away from where we were. Them were the days, you do something wrong, and get a kick up the backside and dragged by the ear to the old man.
Kryn