My dad sent this joke to me. Don't know where he got it. Two golfers agreed to play the ball as it lay. At the sixth tee, they were dead even. The first player hit his drive 260 yds down the middle of the fairway. The second duffer shanked his shot well over the trees and onto a concrete cart path. "I get free relief from the cart path," the errant player said to his companion as they drove toward their balls. "Hell no you don't" his partner barked "we're playing it as it lays." Without another word, the second player dropped his friend off at his ball and headed toward the path. The first golfer laughed as he saw sparks fly from his opponents practice swing, Then was silenced as a second set of sparks sent the ball flying over the trees and onto the green, landing three feet from the pin. "Great shot!" he shouted. "What club did you use?" "Your six iron!"
(From the "Rest" of RHF)