A guy stood over
his tee shot for what seemed an eternity; looking up, looking down, measuring
the distance, figuring the wind direction and speed. He was driving his partner
nuts. Finally his exasperated partner says, "What's taking so long? Hit the
The guy answers, "My wife is up there watching me from the clubhouse. I want
to make this a perfect shot."
"Forget it, man. You don't stand a snowball's chance in hell of hitting her