I'd Give Up Golf If I Didn't

It's So Cold Here In Washington, D.c., That Politicians Have Their Hands In Their Own Pockets.

If I'm On The Course And Lightning Starts, I Get Inside Fast. If God Wants To Play Through, Let Him.

Four Of Us Slept In The One Bed. When It Got Cold, Mother Threw On Another Brother.

Contrary To What Certain Comedians Have Led You To Believe, The National French Pastime Is Picnicking.

He Was Bare Chested And In Good Trim. I Said That Just Looking At Him I Knew There Would Always Be An England