| A man came into work one Monday morning with his neck heavily bandaged. "What happened to you?" asked his colleagues. "I was playing golf yesterday with my mother-in-law and on the second hole she sliced her ball into a field full of cows. She wasn't going to give the ball up for lost and so she insisted that we search. We looked for a quarter of an hour, but there was no sign of the ball, just one old cow. "Still my mother-in-law insisted that she wouldn't leave until we had found her ball. We searched for another 25 minutes, but still couldn't find it. I was just on the point of giving up when I thought I'd better check to make sure the ball hadn't somehow got lodged in the cow. So I lifted up the cow's tail and, sure enough, a ball was stuck there. "I called my mother-in-law over and said: 'Does this look like yours?' and she hit me in throat with a five iron." |