Oh, I play a little golf!

 

“Oh, I play a little golf, too!” she said.

“Let’s make it a date, then.”

Saturday morning came too soon. I barely had time to stretch as we approached the first tee.

“Ladies first.”

“OK, then, go ahead,” she said, laughing.

“Ouch. Too early.”

“OK, touchy, here we go,” she said as she teed the ball.

Crack! Her ball soared into the distance.

I’m screwed.