The world’s worst golfer

Even before the chair, cialis sales healing I was the world’s worst golfer.

True story:

I was lining up to hit the ball when a golf cart stopped on the path next to me.

“Hey there, clinic ” the friendly driver said. “Do you realize that’s the women’s tee you’re about to hit from?”

“Yes,” I said between clenched teeth. “Do you realize this is my second shot?”

1 comment February 10th, 2006