This old golfer had a habit of picking up golf balls he found on the course, and putting only the good ones in his pants pocket to re-sell to the proshops. One day he loaded up his pockets with all his golf balls and got on a bus to make the rounds to see what he could sell. As he entered a bus and walked to the back an elderly woman was obviously eyeing the lumps in his pants. "Golf Balls" he said as he sat beside her. In a moment she looked at him and asked " Is it as painfull as tennis elbow?"
