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There once was an avid golfer and devote of the game named Fred. Fred read golf magazines, discussed the physics of the perfect drive, anything that he felt might make him a better golfer. His wife was amused but tolerant of his passion. After all, he could be taking pictures of naked women or some such in his spare time. And the only place he was going to get his balls washed was on the course. Every Monday evening, Fred and his wife Winona, would play a round together. Fred was almost giddy with delight. He had heard of a new grip to try while using his titanium driver. The guy he had learned it from said it was a little risky and sometimes a wicked slice would erupt from the face of the driver. All for the game thought Fred. Besides, how wicked could it be? As he stood at the tee and prepared his new grip, ready to address the ball, Winona came up to see what he was doing. He unleashed a powerful swing that seemed to catch the sweet spot of the ball. The ball sliced off the face of his club at an incredible angle and hit Winona above her ear, instantly dropping her. Fred was mortified. Later as the paramedics were loading an unconscious Winona into the ambulance, one of the paramedics said she was lucky to survive the impact. He then said he noticed that Winona also had a golf ball stuck in her rectum. A contrite and sheepish Fred admitted,
“Yeah, I know. That was my mulligan”.

And yes, his name was Tiger Woods;)

is mulligan a real golf term?

Still one of my favorite stories.

Still the chortle champ!

Tiger Woods