Golf and poison ivy
A couple of beginners were playing golf, or trying, and on the very first hole both of them drove deep, hard and far into the rough. Reaching the spot where the balls had last been seen, they went to work trying to find them.
They were crawling on their hands and knees in the poison ivy when a nice old lady who had been standing by watching the exhibition, suddenly decided to take a hand.
"Excuse me," she said feelingly. "Would it be cheating too much if I told you your balls were?"
