Re: 3/10/2004: Tiger Woods' unique tee-off
 

I don't mean to offend anybody by pointing this out :blush: but there is no Sultan of Dubai. His title is Sheikh MAKTOUM BIN RASHID AL-MAKTOUM.
http://www.worldwhoswho.com/public/v..._ARAB_EMIRATES[/url]

There is,however, a Sultan of Brunei :king:
http://www.worldwhoswho.com/public/v...country=BRUNEI[/url] [url]

Yeah, UT knew that, but now homeland security will be scrutinizing you, instead of him. He's very clever that way.;)

That blonde bimbo that Tiger Woods is engaged to is so wrong for him. If he hooked up with Minnie Driver, now there's a match! Wouldn't the wedding announcements be great. Woods weds Driver. They could even name their first child Putter!

Re: Re: 3/10/2004: Tiger Woods' unique tee-off
 

Is that the same as the King of Brulee :angel:

<STRONG>2004</STRONG>: Tiger Woods
<IMG SRC="http://cellar.org/2004/woodsteeoff.jpg" />

<STRONG>2005</STRONG>: Roger Federer &amp; Andre Agassi
<IMG SRC="http://www.trichotomy.ca/images/burj_korat_ul_midhrab.jpg" />

<STRONG>2006</STRONG>: Michael Schumacher? :biggrinje

(more from the tennis match <A HREF="http://www.atptennis.com/en/newsandscores/news/2005/dubai_helipad.asp">here</A>)

I should think it would be windy up there? :eyebrow:
The photos look like computer generated pictures.

Which is why you have (used to have?) the option of having a separate sheet stamped. At least that was how they did it 25 years ago.

So there's this guy,
 

and he comes to work one morning only to find the boss has hired a new secretary. She's a babe, and, fortunately, for the purposes of this joke, his office opens directly toward her work area. He spends the whole morning getting nothing done, he can't take his eyes off this woman. Well, at lunchtime he decides to offer to make her feel welcome, and invites her to join him for lunch. They get to the restaurant and it soon becomes clear that the attraction is mutual. The question changes from what to order? to your place or mine? Hers, just around the corner.

They spend the afternoon feeding other appetites and the man looks up and sees it's getting dark. Frantically he rushes to get dressed and she follows him to the door. He bolts down the steps and starts up the sidewalk and then comes back to her yard and does something strange. He walks onto the grass, gets down and rolls back and forth on the lawn a couple of times, then gets back up and hurries up the block.

When he gets home, the litle woman is waiting in the doorway, arms crossed, tapping her foot in "that way".

"Uh-oh" the man thinks. "The office--".

"Said you were out all afternoon" she interrupts.

Busted. Total surrender is his only option at this point, and he comes clean and tells the whole truth: new secretary, lunch, "dessert" at her place, everything.

He waits for the verdict.

As she listens to the story her toe never breaks rhythm, but she does uncross her arms. She deliberately reaches out her hand to his shoulder and carefully picks a single blade of grass from his shirt.

"You lying sack of shit--You've been GOLFING AGAIN!"

Fine. I'll just take my joke and go home.
 

Here.
/stalks off, pouting/

The joke was quite funny. It spoke for itself, it needed no additional commentary ...

Just a dang minute! That ain't Tiger Woods neither. It's our own beloved NBN.


I gotta get a new NBN pic...