Two women were enjoying a round of golf when one of them completely shanked her drive. To her horror, the ball flew straight toward a group of men playing on the adjacent fairway.
The ball struck one of the men squarely. Instantly, he clasped his hands over his groin, collapsed to the grass, and began rolling around in absolute agony.
The woman rushed over, deeply apologetic. “Please, let me help you! I’m a professional physical therapist, and if you let me, I know exactly how to relieve that intense pain.”
The man, rocking back and forth in the fetal position, gasped, “No, no… really, I’ll be fine… just give me a few minutes.”
Despite his breathless protests, she insisted, completely determined to help. Eventually, the sheer agony wore down his resistance, and he weakly nodded.
Gently moving his hands aside, she unbuttoned his pants, reached inside, and began to massage his manhood with tender, therapeutic care.
After a few minutes of this highly focused treatment, she looked down at him with a comforting smile. “There, now. How does that feel?”
The man looked up at her with glazed eyes and whispered, “Well, that feels absolutely fantastic… but I still think my thumb is broken!”
