Golf
Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 6:47 pm
Two women were playing golf. One teed off and watched in horror as her
ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. The
ball hit one of the men. He immediately clasped his hands together at his
groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony. The woman
rushed down to the man, and immediately began to apologize. Please
allow me to help. Im a Physical Therapist and I know I could relieve your
pain if youd allow me, she told him. Oh, no, Ill be all right. Ill
be fine in a few minutes, the man replied. He was in obvious agony, lying
in the fetal position, still clasping his hand at his groin. At her
persistence, however, he finally allowed her to help. She gently took his
hands away and laid them to the side, loosened his trousers and put her
hands inside. She administered tender and artful massage for several long
moments and asked, How does that feel?
Feels great, he replied; but I still think my thumb is broken!
ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. The
ball hit one of the men. He immediately clasped his hands together at his
groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony. The woman
rushed down to the man, and immediately began to apologize. Please
allow me to help. Im a Physical Therapist and I know I could relieve your
pain if youd allow me, she told him. Oh, no, Ill be all right. Ill
be fine in a few minutes, the man replied. He was in obvious agony, lying
in the fetal position, still clasping his hand at his groin. At her
persistence, however, he finally allowed her to help. She gently took his
hands away and laid them to the side, loosened his trousers and put her
hands inside. She administered tender and artful massage for several long
moments and asked, How does that feel?
Feels great, he replied; but I still think my thumb is broken!
