President swing

There are lots of reasons to like Barack Obama but, for us, a major one is his love of golf. Since being sworn in as President, Obama has hit the golf course at every available opportunity and latest reports reckon he's racked up 25 rounds this year. However, it appears that the basketball community in America are a bit miffed as, to find the time for his new passion, Obama appears to have turned his back on hoops. As for how good a golfer he is, we have to rely on anecdotal evidence as it seems he's not yet willing to show off his skills to a wider audience. Estimates are that his handicap is in the mid-20s so no wonder he's preferring to focus on a little white ball rather than a big orange one as he's always looked quite handy on a basketball court.

Joke

Top Ten Signs You Never Break 100

The starter sees you coming and quickly puts out a sign that says No Swing, No Clue, No Service. You never shot your age but you have shot your cholesterol count. Your idea of an athlete is John Daly downing a frosty tall one with a cigarette dangling off his lip. You refuse to post a score until Florida does a hand recount of each hole. Your name is Tripp Bogart, but you'd better known as Triple Bogey. The only eagle you ever had was confiscated by a Fish and Game official. Every year you attend the Million Mulligan Man March. You? much rather break 100 hymens. Instead of practicing, you buy magic birdie beans from a gypsy woman. After 18 holes, your buddy wants to play another round but you rather cuddle.

Slow Group

The same foursome played every day at ten o'clock. They were known as the three-hour gang, always finished by 1pm so they could play gin all afternoon.
One eventful day, they ran into a foursome ahead of them, playing incredibly slow. The guys in the three-hour gang waved and waved at each tee, but the group ahead never moved aside to let them through.

After a frustrating five and one-half hour round, the gang came into the men's bar fuming. The slow group was at a table across the room and the whole bar could hear the cussing coming from the gang.
Finally, the waitress approached the gang and said, "You guys should lighten up. That group you're cussing out?....they can't see. They're blind golfers and I think it's great they can even play!"
The first player in the gang felt terrible and told the waitress, "You're right, tell you what..send them over a round of drinks on me!"
The second guy told the waitress to put the blind golfers' lunches on his tab. The third guy sent a caddie to the pro shop for four sleeves of balls to present to the blind golfers.
Everyone looked at the fourth guy. "Screw 'em", he grumbled, "Tell those idiots to play at night."

More than Beauty--- Anna Rawson