A GOLFER stands over his tee shot for what seems an eternity, looking up, looking down, measuring the distance, figuring the wind direction and speed.
Finally his exasperated partner says: “Just hit the damn ball already!”
The man answers: “My wife is up there watching me from the clubhouse. I want to make this a perfect shot.”
“Forget it, man,” says his partner. “You’ll never hit her from here.”