Post by Clamps on Aug 18, 2009 22:15:59 GMT 1
Some friends were playing a round of golf when they heard shouts in the distance. Looking across, they watched amazed as a buxom lady ran onto the fairway, pulled off some of her clothes and sprinted off up the course. Not two minutes later, two men in white coats appeared and asked which way the woman had gone. They pointed up the course and the two men ran off in that direction. Bemused, the golfers carried on with their game, but were again disturbed by another man. This time he was staggering over the hill, panting with the effort of carrying two buckets of sand. Between wheezes, the newcomer too asked which way the woman had gone, then tottered away. Increasingly baffled, the golf party ran after the figure. ‘What the hell is going on?’ they asked. Gasping, the man explained: ‘The lady has escaped from our treatment clinic. She has acute nymphomania, and as soon as she gets all her clothes off, the nearest man is ravished.’ ‘But why do you need two buckets of sand?’ shouted the golfers after him. ‘Well, I caught her the last time she escaped,’ panted the man. ‘This time, I needed a handicap.