Another Golfer

[ruffers]

It was a sunny Saturday morning on the first hole of a busy course and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my upcoming shot, when a piercing voice came over the clubhouse loudspeaker.

"Would the gentleman on the women's tee back up to the men's tee
please!"

I could feel every eye on the course looking at me. I was still deep
in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.

Again the announcement, "Would that MAN on the WOMEN'S tee kindly back up to the MEN'S tee." I simply ignored the announcement and kept
concentrating, when once more, the man yelled: "Would the MAN on the
WOMEN'S tee back up to the MEN'S tee, PLEASE!"

Finally, I stopped, turned and looked through the clubhouse window
directly at the person with the mike. I cupped my hands and shouted back, "Would the **** in the clubhouse kindly shut the fuck up and let me play my second shot!!"

[brixtonite]

arf arf, nothing like a fat one off the first :O)