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Smiling, the blonde thanked them and said, "Look, fellows, I work in
a topless bar as a dancer, so nothing shocks me anymore. If any of you
wants to smoke cigars, have a beer, bet, swear or tell off-color stories or
do anything that you normally do when playing a round together, go ahead. But I
enjoy playing golf and consider myself pretty good at it, so don't try to
coach me on how to play my shots. With that the guys agreed to relax
and invited her to drive first. All eyes were fastened on her shapely
behind as she bent to place her ball on the tee. She then took her driver and hit the ball
270yards down the middle, right in front of the green.
The father's mouth was agape. "That was beautiful," he said. The blonde put
her driver away and said, "I really didn't get into it and I faded it
a little." After the three guys hit their drives and their second shots,
the blonde took out a nine iron and lofted the ball within five feet of the
hole. (She was closest to the pin.) The son said, "Damn, lady, you played
that perfectly." The blonde frowned and said, "It was a little weak. I've
left a tricky little putt." Before tapping in the five-footer for a birdie.
Having the honors, she drove first on the second hole and knocked the hell
out of the ball, and it landed nearly 300 yards away smack in the middle of the
fairway. For the rest of the round the statuesque blonde continued to amaze
the guys, quietly and methodically shooting for par or less on every hole.
When they arrived at the 18th green, the blonde was three under par, and
has a very nasty 12-foot putt on an undulating green for a par. She turned
to the three guys and said, "I really want to thank you all for not acting
like a bunch of chauvinists and telling me what club to use or how to play
a shot, but I need this putt for a 69 and I'd really like to break 70 on
this course. If any one of you can tell me how to make par on this hole,
I'll take him back to my apartment, pour some 25- year old Royal Salute
Scotch, fix him dinner and then show him a good time the rest of the night."
The yuppie son jumped at the thought. He strolled across the green,
carefully eying the line of the putt and finally said, "Honey, aim
about 6 inches to the right of the hole and hit it firm. It will get over
that little hump and break right into the cup.
The father knelt down and sighted the putt using his putter as a plumb.
"Don't listen to the kid, darlin', you want to hit it softly10 inches to
the right and run it left down that little hogback, so it falls into the
cup.
The old gray haired grandfather walked over to the blonde's ball,
picked it up and handed it to the her and said, "That's a gimme, sweetheart.
Your car or mine?"
AGE WILL TRIUMPH OVER YOUTH AND SKILL EVERY TIME.

A Dream Come True
As the speck gets closer and closer, he begins to rule out the possibilities of a small boat, even a raft.
Suddenly, emerging from the surf comes this drop-dead gorgeous blonde woman in a wet suit and scuba gear.
She approaches him and asks seductively, "How long has it been since you've had a cigarette?"
"Ten years!" he says.
So she reaches over and unzips a waterproof pocket on her left sleeve and pulls out a fresh pack of cigarettes.
He takes one, lights it, and after a long drag, says, "Man, oh man!" "Is that ever good!"
She then seductively inquires "How long has it been since you've had a sip of bourbon?"
Trembling, he replies, "Ten Years!"
So she reaches over and unzips a waterproof pocket on her right sleeve, then pulls out a flask, and gives it to him.
He opens the flask, takes a long swing, and says, "Wow, that's absolutely fantastic!"
After this she starts to slowly undue the long zipper running down the front of her wet suit,
pauses and looks at him seductively, "And how long has it been since you've played around?"
The poor guy, with tears in his eyes, replies, "Damn! Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there!"

Golf Balls and Life
items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a
very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them
into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled
into the open spaces between the golf balls. He then asked the students again
if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course,the sand filled up everything else. He then asked once more if
the jar was full. The students agreed with a unanimous --yes!
The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table
and proceeded to pour the entire contents in to the jar effectively
filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," the professor said, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to
recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things -- your family, your
partner, your health, your children, your friends, your
favorite passions --things that if everything else was lost and
only they remained, your life would still be full."
"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your
house, your car.
The sand is everything else -- the small stuff! "
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued,
"there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy
on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take
your partner out dancing. Play another 18 holes.
There will always be time to go to work, clean the house,
give a dinner party and fix the disposal."
"Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really
matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer
represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show
you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a
couple of beers!"

Republican vs. Democrat

Dilemna
Two SnapperSnatchers were out fishing in the gulf. The one in the back of
the boat noticed a bottle floating by so he retrieved it. When he pulled
out the cork, a genie appeared and announced, "Since you have freed me,
I will grant you one wish!"
Without thinking, the guy in the front shouted, "I wish this whole ocean
would turn into beer!"
Suddenly they were floating in an ocean of beer. The first SnapperSnatcher
looks around for a minute and says, "What have you done! Now we'll have to
pee in the boat!"

A priest and a rabbi are sitting next to each other on an airplane. After a while the
priest turns to the rabbi and asks, "Is it still a requirement of your faith that you
not eat pork?"
The rabbi responds, "Yes, that is still one of our beliefs."
The priest then asks, "But have you ever eaten pork?"
To which the rabbi replies, "Yes, on one occasion I did succumb to temptation, and
tasted a ham sandwich."
The priest nodded in understanding and went on with his reading.
A while later, the rabbi spoke up and asked the priest, "Father, is it still a requirement
of your church that you remain celibate?"
The priest replied, "Yes, that is still very much a part of our faith."
The rabbi then says, "Well, Father, have you ever fallen to the temptations of the flesh?"
The priest replied, "Yes, on one occasion I was weak, and was intimate with a woman."
The rabbi smiled knowingly and said, "Beats the hell out of a ham sandwich, doesn't it?"

An eight-year-old boy went into a grocery store and picked out a large box of laundry detergent. The grocer walked over and asked the boy if he had a lot of laundry to do.
"Oh, no laundry," the boy said, "I'm going to wash my dog." "But you shouldn't use this to wash your dog," said the grocer. "It's very powerful and if you wash your dog in this, he'll get sick. In fact, it might even kill him." But the boy was not to be stopped and carried the detergent to the counter and paid for it. A week later, the boy was back in the store to buy some candy. The grocer asked the boy how his dog was doing. "Oh, he died," the boy said. The grocer said he was sorry, but added, "I tried to tell you not to use that detergent on your dog." "Well, the boy replied, "I don't think it was the detergent that killed him." "Oh? What was it then?" "I think it was the spin cycle!"

A man walks into a dentist's office and says, "Excuse me, can you help me. I think I'm a moth." The dentist says, "You don't need a dentist. You need a psychiatrist." The man replies, "Yes, I know." The dentist snaps back, "So why did you come in here?" The man says, "The light was on."

Q--What's the difference between a lawyer and a rooster?
A--The rooster gets up every morning and clucks defiance.
A lady stands up from her coffee and comes over. She pulls the boy's pants down and grabs his testicles. She squeezes very hard. Soon enough the quarter flies out of the boy's mouth.
The man looks at her in astonishment. "Are you a doctor?" he asks.
"No," she replies, "A divorce attorney."
"Hey there, what are you doing?" he asked the father.
"We are eating the grass because we have no money for food."
"Well get in the car. We can go to my house and I'll feed you!!"
"What of my family? Can they come as well? Will you have enough?"
"Of course!! There is plenty for everyone. Hell, my grass is almost 3 feet tall!"

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