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An elderly golfer comes in after a good round of golf at
the new course and heads straight to the bar/restaurant
area of the club house.
As he passes through the swinging doors, he spots a
sign hanging over the bar that reads:
COLD BEER: $5.00
HAMBURGER: $10.00
CHEESEBURGER: $15.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH : $18.50
HAND JOB: $250.00
Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary money,
the old golfer walks up to the bar and beckons to the
exceptionally attractive female bartender who is serving
drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled golfers.
She glides down behind the bar to the old golfer.
“Yes?” she inquires with a wide, knowing smile. “May I help
you sir?”
The old golfer leans over the bar and whispers, “I was
wondering young lady, are you the one who gives the hand-
jobs around here?”
She looks into his wrinkled eyes and with a wide smile purrs,
“Yes sir, I sure am.”
The old golfer leans in even closer and into her left ear says
softly, “Well then, be sure to wash your hands real good,
because I want a cheeseburger.”