Jokes number : 90

"How was your golf game, dear?" asked Jack's

wife Tracy.

"Well, I was hitting pretty well, but my
eyesight's gotten so bad, I
couldn't see where the ball
went."

"You're seventy-five years old, Jack!" admonished his wife. "Why
don't
you take my brother Scott along?"

"But he's eighty-five and
doesn't even play golf anymore,"
protested Jack.

"Yes, but
he's got perfect eyesight and can watch your ball for
you,"
Tracy
pointed out.

The next day Jack teed off with Scott looking on.
Jack swung and the
ball disappeared down the middle of the fairway.
"Did you see where it
went?" asked Jack.

"Yup," Scott
answered.

"Well, where is it?" yelled Jack, peering off into the
distance.

"I forgot."