Your 5 Jokes for June 20, 2012: Golfing Jokes

Green Golf Ball

A blonde golfer goes into the pro shop and looks around frowning.

Finally the pro asks her what she wants. “I can’t find any green golf balls," the blonde golfer complains.

The pro looks all over the shop, and through all the catalogs, and finally calls the manufacturers and determines that sure enough, there are no green golf balls.

As the blonde golfer walks out the door in disgust, the pro asks her, “Before you go, could you tell me why you want green golf balls?"

“Well obviously, because they would be so much easier to find in the sand traps!"


In Five Years

An applicant was being interviewed for admission to a prominent medical school.

“Tell me," inquired the interviewer, “where do you expect to be five years from now?"

“Well, let’s see," replied the student. “It’s Wednesday afternoon. I guess I’ll be on the golf course by now."


The Elderly Lady

An elderly lady from a remote interior village went to one of the most fashionable suburbs to visit her niece and husband. Nearby was a very well known golf course.

On the second afternoon of her visit, the elderly lady went for a stroll. Upon her return, the young niece asked, "Well, Auntie, did you enjoy yourself?"

"Oh, yes, indeed," said Auntie, beaming. "Before I had walked very far, I came to some beautiful rolling fields. There seemed to be a number of people about, mostly men. Some of them kept shouting at me in a very eccentric manner, but I took no notice. There were four men who followed me for some time, uttering curious excited barking sounds. Naturally, I ignored them, too. Oh, by the way," she added, as she held out her hands, "I found a number of these curious little round white balls, so I picked them all up and brought them home hoping you could explain what they're all about."


The Neighbor Next Door

Every time the man next door headed toward Robinson’s house, Robinson knew he was coming to borrow something.

“He won’t get away with it this time," muttered Robinson to his wife. “Watch this."

“Er, I wonder if you’d be using your power-saw this morning," the neighbor began.

“Gee, I’m awfully sorry," said Robinson with a smug look, “but the fact of the matter is, I’ll be using it all day."

“In that case," said the neighbor, “you won’t be using your golf clubs, mind if I borrow them?"


The Worst

Bill was 26 over par by the eighth hole; he had landed a fleet of golf balls in the water hazard, and dug himself into a trench fighting his way out of the rough. When his caddy coughed during a 12-inch putt, Bill exploded.

"You've got to be the worst caddy in the world!" he screamed.

"I doubt it," replied the caddy. "That would be too much of a coincidence."

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