Arther Jun 10, 2010 21:21:50 GMT Quote Select PostDeselect PostLink to PostMemberGive GiftBack to Top Post by ange on Jun 10, 2010 21:21:50 GMT Arthur is 90 years old.He's played golf every day since his retirement 25 years ago. One day he arrives home looking downcast."That's it," he tells his wife, "I'm giving up golf. My eyesight has got so bad, once I've hit the ball, I can't see where it went."His wife sympathizes. As they sit down she says, "Why don't you take mybrother with you, and give it one more try?""That's no good," sighs Arthur. "Your brother is a hundred and three years old. He can't help.""He may be a hundred and three," says the wife, "but his eyesight isperfect." So the next day Arthur heads off to the golf course with his brother-in-law.He tees up, takes an almighty swing and squints down the fairway. He turns to the brother-in-law, "Did you see the ball?""Of course I did," says the brother-in-law, "I have perfecteyesight.""Where did it go?" asks Arthur."I don't remember."