Golfer’s Distraction
Two friends had arranged a round of golf and were now on the first tee, preparing to start their game at 7 a.m.
Just as the first golfer was half way up his back swing, a good-looking young lady ran across the course about 10 yards in front of him, peeling off her clothes as she went, until she was totally naked. As she disappeared into the woods, he turned, dazed, to his companion, “What was THAT about?!!!”
“Take no notice. Just get on with the game,” replied the other golfer. Setting down and lining up for his drive, the first golfer then noticed four men in white coats running across on a similar track to the young lady.
Look. Just get on with the game,” said the second golfer. “We don’t have all day, and you know the course closes at 9 p.m.,” he said with a chuckle.
For the third time the golfer squared up to the ball, only to be distracted again by another man in a white coat running across the fairway, lugging two buckets of sand.
“Now, hold on a minute,” said the first golfer. “I’m not playing until you tell me what the heck’s going on here.”
“OK,” said the second man. “Just over the wall there is an asylum. The young lady is a patient who escapes and runs around naked from time to time. The guys in white coats are chasing her.”
“I’ll buy that,” said the first, “but what’s with the guy and the two buckets of sand?”
“He’s the guy who caught her the last time. That’s his handicap.”