A guy stood over his tee shot for what seemed an eternity, looking up, looking down,
measuring the distance, figuring the wind direction and speed.
Generally, he was driving his partner nuts.
Finally his exasperated partner says, “What the heck is taking so long?
Hit the ball!”
The guy answers, “My wife is up there watching me from the clubhouse.
I want to make this a perfect shot.”
His partner ponders this for a moment, and then replies
“Forget it man, you don`t stand a snowball`s chance in hell of hitting her from here!”
