Sam stood over his tee shot on the 350 yard 18th hole for what seemed an eternity.
He waggled, looked up, looked down, waggled again, but didn't start his back swing.

Finally his exasperated partner asked,”What in the world is taking so long?"

"My wife is watching me from the clubhouse balcony," Sam explained. "I want to make a perfect shot."

His companion exclaimed. "You don't have a chance in hell of hitting her from here.

Personally, the best golf shot for me would be about 800 yards, with a Barrat .50 calibre rifle straight between the eyes of the pillock taking too much time on the 7th hole.

Personally, the best golf shot for me would be about 800 yards, with a Barrat .50 calibre rifle straight between the eyes of the pillock taking too much time on the 7th hole.


Youv'e played at Rother Valley then :hihi: