The doctor said, "I've never seen such poor golf!"
The Scotsman chimed in, "Aye! We ha' been waitin' for nigh on fifteen minutes!"
The businessman called out, "Move it you guys, time is money."
The priest said, "Here comes Ron the greens-keeper. Let's have a word with him."
"Hello, Ron!" Said the priest, "What's wrong with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they?"
Ron the greens-keeper replied, "Oh, yes. That's a group of blind fire fighters. They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year, so we always let them play for free, anytime they want to."
The group fell silent for a moment.
The priest said, "That's so sad. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight."
The doctor said, "Good idea. I'm going to contact my ophthalmologist colleagues and see if there's anything they can do for them."
The businessman replied, "I think I'll donate $350,000 to the fire-fighters in honour of these brave souls."
The Scotsman said, "Why can't they play at night?"