Two women were playing golf.
One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole.
The ball hit one of the men, and he immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.
The woman rushed down to the man and immediately began to apologize.
"Please allow me to help. I'm a physical therapist and I know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow me."
"Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few minutes." the man
replied, still in pain, in the fetal position, still clasping his hands together in his groin.
But she persisted, and he finally allowed her to help. She gently took his hands away and laid them to his sides, loosened his pants, and put her hands inside. She began to massage him.
"How does that feel?"
"It feels great, but my thumb still hurts like hell."
One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole.
The ball hit one of the men, and he immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.
The woman rushed down to the man and immediately began to apologize.
"Please allow me to help. I'm a physical therapist and I know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow me."
"Oh, no, I'll be all right. I'll be fine in a few minutes." the man
replied, still in pain, in the fetal position, still clasping his hands together in his groin.
But she persisted, and he finally allowed her to help. She gently took his hands away and laid them to his sides, loosened his pants, and put her hands inside. She began to massage him.
"How does that feel?"
"It feels great, but my thumb still hurts like hell."
