One day I accidentally overturned my golf cart.
Elizabeth, a very attractive and keen golfer, who lived in a villa on the golf course, heard the
noise and called out:
Are you okay, what's your name?"
"Itís Phil and I'm Okay thanks," I replied.
"Phil , forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a while and I'll help you get the cart up later"
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered, but I don't think my wife would like it"
She was very pretty, very sexy and persuasive . . . I was weak.
"Well okay," I finally agreed, and added "but my wife won't like it"
After a few restorative brandys, and some creative putting lessons, I thanked my host: "I feel a lot better now, but I
know my wife is going to be really upset"
"Don't be silly!"
Elizabeth said with a smile: "She won't know anything. By the way, where is
"Under the cart...." I said