The golf fanatic

There was a fellow who was a golf fanatic. Every Saturday morning he
had an early tee time. He'd get up early and eager, and play golf all
day
long... 36 holes sometimes.

One Saturday morning he got up early, dressed quietly, got his
clubs out of the closet and went to his car to drive to the course.
Coming out of his garage, rain was pouring down; it was a torrential
downpour. There was even snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind
was blowing at 50 miles an hour.

He returned to the garage, came back into the house and turned the
TV to the weather channel. He saw it was going to be bad weather all
day long, so he put his clubs back into the closet. He quietly
undressed and slipped back into bed. There he cuddled up to his
wife's
back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather!
out
there is terrible."

To which she sleepily replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is
out
playing golf in that ****?"