Two women were playing golf. One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly towards a foursome of men playing the next hole.
The ball hit one of the men. He immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.
The woman rushed over to the man and immediately began to apologize.
"Please allow me to help. I'm a physiotherapist, and I know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow me," she told him.
"Oh no, I'll be fine in a few minutes," the man replied, although he was clearly still in obvious agony, lying in the fetal position, still clasping his hands together at his groin.
At her persistence, however, he finally allowed her to help.
She gently took his hands away and laid them to the side, loosened his pants and administered tender and artful massage to his groin area for several long moments and asked, "How does that feel?"
He replied "It feels great, but I still think my thumb's broken."
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