Quagmire
04-04-2006, 11:30 AM
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. I'm a physical therapist and I know I could relieve your pain
if you'd allow me," she told him.
"Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few minutes," the
man replied. He was in obvious agony, lying in the fetal position,
still clasping his hands together 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 pants and
put her hands inside. She administered tender and
artful massage for several long moments and asked, "How does that feel?"
He replied, "It feels great ...... but my thumb still hurts like hell."
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. I'm a physical therapist and I know I could relieve your pain
if you'd allow me," she told him.
"Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few minutes," the
man replied. He was in obvious agony, lying in the fetal position,
still clasping his hands together 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 pants and
put her hands inside. She administered tender and
artful massage for several long moments and asked, "How does that feel?"
He replied, "It feels great ...... but my thumb still hurts like hell."