I'll Be Alright

A couple of women were playing golf one Saturday morning. The first of the twosome teed off and watched in horror as the ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. Indeed, the ball hit one of the men, and he immediately clasped his hands together at his crotch, fell down and began to roll around in agony.

The women rushed down and began to apologize. One woman then explained that she was a massage therapist and offered to help ease his pain if he would only allow her.

"Ummph, ooooohhh, ooooohhh, nnnoooo, I'll be all right... I'll be fine in a few minutes," he replied as he remained in the fetal position still clasping his hands together at his crotch. But she persisted, and he finally allowed her to help him. She gently took his hands away and laid them to the side, loosened his pants, and put her hands inside, beginning to massage him.

"Does that feel better?" she asked.

"It feels great," he replied, "but my thumb still hurts like hell!!!"

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