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Death bed
confession
An old boy in his
nineties had worked for the golf club all his lfe. He was on his
deathbed and he called his wife to bring an old shoe box that he'd
always kept on top of the wardrobe. She tottered over, stood shakily
on a chair and brought down the box. When she opened it she
discovered 2 golf balls and about £300 pounds in cash. She asked him
what it was all about.
"Well," he
quavered, "every time I was unfaithful to you during our marriage I
put a ball in the box."
At first she was
taken aback but then she thought, well goodness me, we've been
married for seventy years and even I had the odd crush during that
time. She says I forgive you, now tell me about this money?
"Well," he says,
"every time I got 3 balls I took them down the pro shop and got a
quid for them!" |