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BORIS IS TEE-RRIFIC
"How was your golf game, dear?" asked Boris's wife.
"Well, I was hitting pretty well, but my eyesight's
gotten so bad, I couldn't see where the ball went."
"You're seventy-five years old, Boris!" admonished
his wife. "Why don't you take my brother Victor
along?"
"But he's eighty-five and doesn't even play golf
anymore," protested Boris.
"Yes, but he's got perfect eyesight and can watch
your ball for you," Boris' wife pointed out.
The next day Boris teed off with Victor looking on.
Boris swung and the ball disappeared down the middle
of the fairway. "Did you see where it went?" asked
Boris.
"Yup," Victor answered.
"Well, where is it?" yelled Boris, peering off into
the distance.
"I forgot."
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