Every Saturday, Poink left home early in the morning, regardless of the weather, to play his beloved sports “golf” - except for one day when the rain and wind were too much even for him.

Poink returned home, undressed and snuggled up to his wife in bed, saying “It’s terrible out there.”

“I can hear it,” she said. “Can you believe that my stupid husband is out there playing golf?”

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