RevChris77 wrote:The wife glanced down at his shoes and said, "You lying swine! You've been playing golf!".
Speaking of golf...
Tiger Woods had decided to play in a small weekend tournament in Newfoundland, so he brought his car across on the ferry. After driving through the small town of Three Sisters, he stopped to gas up at the local service station. The attendant came out to fill his tank, and whistled in admiration at Tiger's car.
"That's a real beaut! What sorta car is it, eh?"
"It's a Mercedes", Tiger replied as he got out of the car.
While fumbling open the gas-cap, the attendant craned his neck to look in the side window. "Nice upholstery... leather, eh?"
"Yes, it's very comfortable."
Distracted, the attendant dropped the gas cap on the ground. Tiger bent over to pick it up for him, and two golf tees fell out of his shirt pocket. He leaned down to retrieve them as well.
"What are those things, then?", the attendant asked.
"They're called tees. They're to set my balls on when I'm driving."
"Lord liftin' Jayzus!" the amazed attendant said, "Mercedes thinks of everything, dun't they!"
Even an ignorant, paranoid, cowardly, ugly, corrupt, unsociable, aristocratic thug can conquer large parts of the world, kill thousands of people and be celebrated as the saviour of the Republic.