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A Catholic priest, a doctor, a rich businessman and a guy from Brooklyn, New York
were waiting one morning for a particularly slow group of golfers in front of them.

The guy from Brooklyn fumed, "What's with those frickin' jerks? We're waiting 15
minutes between shots!"

The doctor chimed in, "I don't know, but I've never seen such poor golf!"

The rich businessman called out, "Move it, time is money!"

The Catholic priest said, "Here comes the starter. Let's have a word with him. Excuse
me, sir!" said the priest, "What's wrong with that group ahead of us? They're rather
slow, aren't they?"

The starter replied,"Oh, yes. That's a group of blind firefighters. They lost their sight
saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free anytime."

The group fell silent for a moment.

The priest said, "That's so sad. I will say a special mass for them tonight."

The doctor said, "Good idea. I'm going to contact my colleagues and see if there's anything
the ophthalmology group might be able to do for them."

The rich businessman said, "I think I'll donate $50,000 to the Firefighters' League in honor
of these brave souls!"

The guy from Brooklyn said, "So, why the frick can't they play at night?"
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