Now this is a true golf wife.
He left home about 8:30 a.m. to play golf with his friends.
On the way out the door he answered his wife's question
"what time will you be home?"
"probably about 1:30, I'll have lunch at the club."
1:30 came & went, 3:00 passed, 6:15, still not
home, finally at about 7:00pm he rolls in the driveway, leaves his
clubs in the garage, and presents his wife with a pizza, and begins the apologetic
story.
We finished our game about 11:30, had lunch, and I started home,
when alongside the road I saw this attractive girl with a flat tire on
her car. I stopped to help, got the tire changed, and
looked around for a place to wash my hands.
She offered money, but I refused, so she
suggested that I at least allow her to buy me a beer.
She said there's a tavern just up the road,
and they have a restroom, you can clean up a bit.
I agreed to stop, we had a beer, then another
beer, then a couple more, and I realized that this
girl was not only pretty, she was very friendly and a good companion
to spend time with. Before I knew it, we
were in the motel next door having sex.
And that is why I am so late getting
home.
His wife looked him right in the eye and said
"don't #@$% me; you played 36 holes, didn't
you?



























