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GOLF Phyllis Diller 28/JUL/1972 A fanatical golfer promised his wife that he'd be home at noon, then didn't show up until 8 that evening. Naturally, his wife was furious and he had to explain. "Look, Honey!" he said, "I'm lucky I was only 8 hours late. On my way over, I had to pick up Joe and I had a flat tire. When I went to change it I found that my spare was flat too. I had to roll the tire 3 miles to a service station, get the tire fixed and then roll it back. After I picked up Joe, we ran out of gas. I had to walk (over)