Shayari Bazar

How was your golf game dear? asked Jack`s wife Tracy Well I was hitting pretty well but my eyesight`s gotten so bad I couldn`t see where the ball went But you`re seventy-five years old Jack admonished his wife Why don`t you take my brother Scott along? But he`s eighty-five and doesn`t even play golf anymore protested Jack But he`s got perfect eyesight He could watch your ball Tracy pointed out The next day Jack teed off with Scott looking on Jack swung and the ball disappeared down the middle of the fairway Do you see it? asked Jack Yup Scott answered Well where is it? yelled Jack peering off into the distance I forgot