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Saturday, July 18, 2015

One day, on the golf course...

Three couples were golfing, a Swedish couple, an Irish couple, and a Scottish couple. 

The Swede’s wife steps up to the tee and, as she bends over to place her ball, a gust of wind blows her skirt up and reveals her lack of underwear. 

“Good Lord, woman! Why aren't you wearing any skivvies?”, Ole demanded. 

“Well, you don't give me enough housekeeping money to afford any.”

The Swede immediately reaches into his pocket and says, “For the sake of decency, here's a 50. Go and buy yourself some underwear!”

Next, the Irishman's wife bends over to set her ball on the tee. Her skirt also blows up to show that she, too, is wearing no undies. 

“Jay-sus, Mary, and Joseph, woman! You've no knickers. Why not?”

She replies, “I can't afford any on the money you give me.”

Patrick reaches into his pocket and says, “For the sake of decency, here's 20 quid. Go and buy yourself some underwear!”

Lastly, the Scotsman's wife bends over. The wind also takes her skirt over her head to reveal that she, too, is naked under it. 

“Great Scot, Aggie! Where ta friggin hell are yer drawers?”

She too explains, “You dinna give me enough money ta be able ta affarrd any.”


The Scotsman reaches into his pocket and says, “Well, fer the love 'o decency, here's a comb. Tidy yourself up a bit.”


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