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I, Sort-of, Do... On a beautiful sunny Sunday afternoon, a guy stood on the first tee at his country club. He had just pulled out his driver when a young woman in a wedding gown came running up to him, crying. "You bastard!" she screamed in his face. "You lousy no-good rotten damn stinking bastard!" "What's your problem, sweetie?" he calmly replied. "I distinctly told you 'only if it rained'."
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