Sunday, August 30, 2009

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Family Men



Three men are in a bar, all very drunk, and talking to each other, bragging about their families.

The first guy says, "I have four sons. One more and I'll have a basketball team."

The second guy says, "That's nothin'. I have eleven sons. One more and I'll have a football team."

The third guy, the drunkest of them all replies "You guys haven't found true happiness. I have seventeen wives. One more and I'll have a golf course."

Monday, August 24, 2009

Sunday, August 23, 2009

HB

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Friday, August 21, 2009

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Golf Partner


A fellow comes home after his regular Saturday golf game and his wife asks why he doesn't include Tom O'Brien in the games anymore.
The husband asks, "Would you want to play with a guy who regularly cheats, swears up a storm over everything, lies about his score, and has nothing good to say about anyone else on the course?"
"Of course I wouldn't," replies the wife.
"Well," says the husband, "neither would Tom O'Brien."

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Monday, August 17, 2009

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Sexy game

Saturday, August 15, 2009

SB

Friday, August 14, 2009

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Top Ten Signs You’re Golfing Too Much


When you pick up something off the floor, you have to lean on your putter

The only number on your speed dial is 1-800-TEETIME.

You have your priorities in order: food, shelter, greens fees, job.

You dream you go to prison but still get conjugal visits with your driver.

You tell the lost motorist that the gas station is only a par 4 away on the left.

You’d like to take off your glove but hey, why bother?

Whenever you see a hole in the ground, you squat, squint and read the line.

You’re vaguely aware of living with a woman, allegedly your wife

You ask the shopper ahead in the checkout line if you can play through.

Before you pick up the salt shaker, you mark its position with a dime.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Friday, August 7, 2009

cb

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Dear Abby

Dear Abby,

I've never written to you before, but I really need your advice. I have suspected for some time now that my wife has been cheating on me. The usual signs. Phone rings but if I answer, the caller hangs up. My wife has been going out with "the girls" a lot recently although when I ask their names she always says, "Just some friends from work, you don't know them."

I always try to stay awake to look out for her coming home, but I usually fall asleep. Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just didn't want to know the truth, but last night she went out again and I decided to really check on her. Around midnight, I decided to hide in the garage behind my golf clubs so I could get a good view of the whole street when she arrived home from a night out with "the girls".

It was at that moment, crouching behind my clubs, that I noticed that the graphite shaft on my driver appeared to have a hairline crack right by the club head. Is this something I can fix myself or should I take it back to the pro shop where I bought it?

Signed,
Perplexed

Father & Son moment

Monday, August 3, 2009

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Two Scots


Two Scots, Rabby and Angus are playing golf and come upon a water hole.

Rabby tees up and hits it into the middle of the pond.
He reaches into his bag to find that he is out of balls. He then asks Angus for a ball and proceeds to hit it into the pond as well. This goes on for 3 or 4 more times and when he asks Angus for yet another ball, Angus says."Rabby, these ball cost me a pretty penny,"

Rabby replies "Och!, Angus if you cannee afford to play the game, ya should nee be out here"