A guy’s getting ready to tee-off on the first hole when a second fellow approaches and asks to join. The first one tells the second that usually plays alone, but, why not.
After the first couple of holes the guys are even. The second one says, “Looks like we’re pretty evenly matched. How about we play the remaining course for $5 a hole?”
The first guy says, “Eh, I don’t know. I don’t usually do that since I play alone.” But trying to be friendly, he agrees.
The next 16 holes the second guy just obliterates the first one.
At the clubhouse, the first guy pays the second $80. “Man, you really did well.”
“Eh,” gloated the second, “I’m actually a pro at the club down the road there. I just like to pick off suckers.”
“Oh, I see,” said the first. “Well, I’m Father Mike. I’m the parish priest for St. Theresa’s.”
“Yikes. Look, Father. Man, I feel terrible. Here, let me give you your money back.”
“No, look, you won it fair and square.”
“Wow. Geez. Is there anything I can do to, you know, kind of make it up to you?”
“Tell you what,” Father Mike started, “how about come to Mass this Sunday. Make a donation. And if you bring your mother and father, I’ll marry them for you.”