A guy comes into the 19th hole with a big gash in his forehead. He says "Bartender, give me a double scotch, straight up, and a Band-aid". The Bartender says "What happened, did you get hit with a ball?". The guy says "Not exactly. I was on 17, and I hooked my tee shot off to the left, into that farmer's field. So, I'm looking around for my ball for about ten minutes. I was one below my personal best, and I didn't want to lose the strokes. Then this cow walked by, and her tail goes up, and I see this golf ball lodged up the cow's vagina. I went over and took a look, and it's a Dunlop 65. I'm shooting a Titleist 3. So I keep looking for my ball. Then this lady walks by, and says she lost her golf ball, too. I ask her what she's shooting, and she says it's a Dunlop 65. So I went over to the cow, lifted up its' tail, and said 'This one looks like yours, lady'. She hit me with a five iron.
