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Two men finish their round of golf and go into the club house for a beer. They see a friend of theirs sitting by himself looking forlorn. His neck is in a brace and a large bandage is on it. Concerned they as him what happened.
"I got hit in the throat with a pitching wedge", he replies with a hoarse voice.
"Hit with a pitching wedge, how on earth did that happen", one asks.
"Well, you know the 7th fairway, the one next to the cow pasture?" he explains. "I sliced the ball and it ended up in the rough right amid the cows."
"I searched and searched for it, then I saw a cow swish it's tail and saw a flash of white", he continued, "sure enough it was a golf ball. It was a Titleist, not my brand, so I kept looking."
"A little while later I saw a pretty young lady who was also looking for a ball."
"So I asked her if she had lost a Titleist"
"Yes", she said
"So I proudly walked her over to the cow, lifted it's tail, and said does this look like yours?"
"That's when she hit me in the throat with a pitching wedge!"
"I got hit in the throat with a pitching wedge", he replies with a hoarse voice.
"Hit with a pitching wedge, how on earth did that happen", one asks.
"Well, you know the 7th fairway, the one next to the cow pasture?" he explains. "I sliced the ball and it ended up in the rough right amid the cows."
"I searched and searched for it, then I saw a cow swish it's tail and saw a flash of white", he continued, "sure enough it was a golf ball. It was a Titleist, not my brand, so I kept looking."
"A little while later I saw a pretty young lady who was also looking for a ball."
"So I asked her if she had lost a Titleist"
"Yes", she said
"So I proudly walked her over to the cow, lifted it's tail, and said does this look like yours?"
"That's when she hit me in the throat with a pitching wedge!"