Dale looks like a golf pro in his designer outfit, but he slices his first drive deep into the woods. Rather than accept a penalty, George decides to try using an iron to get back on the fairway. But, his ball ricochets off a tree and strikes him on the forehead, killing him instantly.
When good old Dale arrives at the Pearly Gates, Saint Peter greets him. "You look like a golfer. Are you any good?" asked Saint Peter.
To which Dale replies, "I got here in two, didn't I?"
My name is Dale E. Bledsoe and when I golf I do play from the woods after most drives.
As always I may be reached at 209-481-6031 You may also visit me on the web at www.dalebledsoe.com
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