The friend was a red headed young lady. As it normally happens, I started talking to these two. An obvious question, why did you move here? She moved out to be with her partner. Partner? What sort of business? I work at a hardware store. Okay, I'm confused.
OOOOOOOH. So next hole, I tell her, well, from now on I am telling people my wife is my partner just to confuse people. She smiles uneasily.
A few holes later after I hooked a shot almost into a 65 year old man walking the course a few holes behind me then hooked another one the next hole into a tree. I cursed, blamed asians. She said, I should probably find Jesus. I reply, well, that's rich coming from a lesbian.
Turns out I was right. I assumed though as soon as I meet any woman playing golf that she is a lesbian.
I would be a better golfer if I were a lesbian.
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