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Stacy E. Apelt - Bladesmith

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Arthur is 90 years old. He's played golf every day since his
retirement 25 years ago. One day he arrives home looking
downcast. 'That's it', he tells his wife. I'm giving up golf. My
eyesight has gotten so bad...once I've hit the ball, I can't see where
it went.'

His wife sympathizes. As they sit down she says, 'Why don't you take
my brother with you, and give it one more try'.

'That's no good', sighs Arthur. 'Your brother is a hundred and
three,and he can't help'.

'He may be a hundred and three', says the wife, 'but his eyesight is
perfect'.

So the next day Arthur heads off to the golf course with his
brother-in-law. He tees up, takes an almighty swing and squints down
the fairway. He turns to the brother-in-law. Did you see the ball?

'Of course I did !', says the brother-in-law. 'I have perfect
eyesight'.

'Where did it go?', asks Arthur.

'I can't remember'.
 
That was great Stacey: I going to send that one to my son down in Ky. He plays all the time, he will love that one. Thanks for posting it to read. That was funny. :thumbup:
 
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