There was a very avid Northwest golfer who went golfing every Saturday and Sunday, it didn’t matter what kind of weather it was. He was hooked.
One Saturday he left the house early and headed for the golf course, but, as it can be in the Pacific Northwest, it was so bitter cold and wet that he decided not to golf that day and went back home.
His wife was still in bed when he got there, so he took off his clothes and snuggled up to his wife and said “Terrible weather out there.”
She replied, “Yeah, and can you believe my stupid husband went golfing.”