Par for the course
The police are called to an apartment and find a woman standing
over a lifeless man, holding a bent and twisted five-iron.
The detective asks, “Is that your husband?”
“Yes,” replies the woman.
“Did you hit him with the golf club?”
“Yes, I did,” sobs the woman.
“How many times did you hit him?” asks the detective.
“I don’t know,” she replies.
“Five, six, maybe seven times.
Oh look, just put me down for five.”