packerbacker
Gold Member
Two women were playing golf. One teed off and
watched in horror as her ball headed directly
toward a foursome of men playing the next hole.
The ball hit one of the men. He immediately
clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to
the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.
The woman rushed down to the man, and immediately
began to apologize. "Please allow me to help. I'm a
physiotherapist and I know I could relieve your pain
if you'd allow me," she told him.
"Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few
minutes," the man replied. He was in obvious agony,
lying in the fetal position, still clasping his
hands together at his groin.
At her persistence, however, he finally allowed
her to help. She gently took his hands away and
laid them to the side, loosened his pants and put
her hands inside. She administered tender and artful
massage for several long moments and asked, "How
does that feel?"
He replied, "It feels great, but my thumb still
hurts like hell."
watched in horror as her ball headed directly
toward a foursome of men playing the next hole.
The ball hit one of the men. He immediately
clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to
the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.
The woman rushed down to the man, and immediately
began to apologize. "Please allow me to help. I'm a
physiotherapist and I know I could relieve your pain
if you'd allow me," she told him.
"Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few
minutes," the man replied. He was in obvious agony,
lying in the fetal position, still clasping his
hands together at his groin.
At her persistence, however, he finally allowed
her to help. She gently took his hands away and
laid them to the side, loosened his pants and put
her hands inside. She administered tender and artful
massage for several long moments and asked, "How
does that feel?"
He replied, "It feels great, but my thumb still
hurts like hell."
