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  • 31-08-2009 9:21am
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    A priest, an Indian doctor, a very rich Chinese businessman and an Aussie were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers in front of them.

    The Aussie fumed, 'What's with those blokes? We must've been waiting for at least fifteen minutes!'

    The Indian doctor chimed in, 'I don't know, but I've never seen such poor golf!'

    The Chinse Businessman called out 'Move it, time is money'

    The priest said, 'Here comes George the greens keeper. Let's have a word with him.'

    'Hello, George!', said the Catholic Priest, 'What's wrong with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they?'

    George the green keeper replied, 'Oh, yes. That's a group of blind fire-fighters. They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free anytime they like.'

    The group fell silent for a moment.

    The priest said, 'That's so sad. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight.'

    The Indian doctor said, 'Good idea. I'm going to contact my opthalmologist colleague and see if there's anything he can do for them.'

    The Chinese Businessman replied, 'I think I'll donate $50,000 to the fire-fighters in honour of these brave souls'

    Practical as ever, the Aussie asked, 'Why can't they f*cking play at night?'

    :P


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  • Registered Users Posts: 4,056 ✭✭✭Sparks43


    [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Fred was playing off the sixth tee at the Royal Quebec Club. The fairway of the sixth needed some skill because it ran alongside the road. But Fred sliced the ball badly and it disappeared over the hedge bordering the road. [/font]
    [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]So he put another ball down and took the penalty. He was having a beer after the game when the pro joined him in the bar. "Excuse me Fred, but was it you who sliced this ball into the road at the sixth this morning?"[/font]
    [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Yes, but I took the penalty." "That's as may be. But you might be interested to know that your ball hit and killed a small boy on a tricycle; the tricycle fell in the path of a Mountie on a motorcycle. He skidded and was thrown through the window of a car, killing the nun at the wheel. The car then swerved into a cement mixer which wasn't too damaged but had to veer slightly and in doing so ran into the local school bus with such an impact that it sent it flying through the window of the St Lawrence shopping centre. At last count from the hospital there are thirteen people dead and seventy-nine people seriously injured." [/font]
    [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]The golfer turned a deathly shade of white and said, "What can I do?"[/font]






























    [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]
    [/font]
    [font=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]"Well, you could try moving your left hand a little bit further down the shaft," the pro advised. [/font]:D


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