Bob golfs with his buddies every weekend, and his wife keeps bugging him to take her along and teach her to play, she nags and nags him until he finally relents. The following Sunday finds them on the first tee. She's never played, so he tells her to go down to the ladies tees, watch him drive and then try to do exactly the same thing as he does . She goes down to the red tees and turns to watch, Bob trying to look like he knows what he's doing takes an all mighty swing and he hooks his drive, BOOM the ball hits his wife fair smack on the head killing her instantly. The police come to investigate, and the coroner says, "It's the damn est thing I ever saw. There's an imprint on her temple, it hit her that hard you can read the Titlist 1. "That was my ball," Bob said. The coroner nodded and said if the Titlist 1 was your ball I don't understand the Titlist 3 imprint that is on her hip?. Oh that was my mulligan.
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