The Hooker

A couple met at Hilton Head and fell in love. They were discussing how they would continue the relationship after their vacations were over.

“It’s only fair to warn you Jody.” he said. “I’m a golf nut. I live, eat, sleep and breathe golf; I even collect used golf balls.”

“Well, since you’re being honest, so will I.” Jody said. “I’m a hooker.”

“I see.” he said. Then brightening, he smiled. “It’s probably because you’re not keeping your wrists straight when you hit the ball.”

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