From the ArcaMax Publishing, ArcaMax Publishing Newsletter:
http://www.arcamax.com/news/arcapub/s-569800-435284
Every Saturday morning he has an early tee time. He gets up early and
eager, golfs all day long, sometimes 36 holes.
Well, one Saturday morning he gets up early, dresses quietly, gets his
clubs out of the closet and goes to his car to drive to the course.
Coming out of his garage rain is pouring down; torrential downpour.
There is snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 mph.
He returns to the garage. He comes back into the house and turns the
TV to the weather channel. He finds it's going to be bad weather all
day long, so he puts his clubs back into the closet, quietly undresses
and slips back into bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different
anticipation, and whispers, "The weather out there is terrible." To
which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out
golfing in that mess?"