Call the Doctor

A husband and wife are on the 9th green when suddenly she collapses from a heart attack. "Help me dear," she groans to her husband.

The husband calls 911 on his cell phone, talks for a few minutes, picks up his putter and lines up his putt. His wife raises her head off the green and stares at him. "I’m dying here and you’re putting?"

"Don’t worry dear," says the husband calmly, "they found a doctor on the second tee and he’s coming to help you."

"Well how long will it take for him to get here?" she asks feebly.

"No time at all. Everybody’s agreed to let him play through."

~ by yougottobekidding on May 22, 2012.

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