Harry is a golf fanatic. One night he was irate and ranting when he arrived home from the club.
His wife said, “I’m leaving you, Harry. You promised me that you’d be back before noon and here it is almost nine PM. It can’t possibly take that long to play 18 holes of golf.” “Now wait” said Harry. “Let me explain. I know I promised, but I couldn’t help it. I got up at the crack of dawn and picked up Fred at 6 AM. On the way to the golf course we had a flat tire, and when I started to change it I …