A golfer comes home to find his wife waiting on the front porch with steam coming out of her ears.
“Where the hell were you?” she demands. “Our guests came over, but the yard wasn’t mowed, there was no barbecue and you were missing. I’ve never been so humiliated!”
“I’m sorry,” the husband says. “Let me explain. We played golf this morning, but on the way back to town we stopped at a strip joint. I met one of the dancers, and she was so beautiful, and one thing led to another, so I took her to a hotel room for several hours of wild passion. Then I had a quick shower and rushed straight home.”
“Don’t you lie to me,” his wife says. “You played another 18, didn’t you?”