An executive with a new young wife and a yen for golf decided about December one year that he couldn't take it any longer. So he said to his wife one evening:
- Honey, next Friday we're going to Hilton Head for the weekend. We'll get a condo on the golf course and I'm going to play golf all weekend.
- That sounds fine - she purred.
And, sure enough, next Saturday morning at 6 a.m., found him on the golf course, all alone. After playing two holes, he noticed a man carrying a golf bag walking toward him across a fairway. The exec. waited, and the other man arrived, saying:
- Mind if I play along?
The exec. said:
- Fine. Glad to have the company.
All went well for a couple of holes, until each approached the sixth green. When the new fellow laid down his clubs, the cover came off one club. The exec. noticed, however, that it wasn't a club at all. It was a high powered rifle.
- Whoa - he said. - That's a high powered rifle!
- Look - said the other man. - I'm not out to cause any trouble. If you want me to leave, I will. No hard feelings.
- No. No - said the exec. - I'm just curious as to why you have a high-powered rifle in your bag.
The other man pondered for a moment and then said:
- Well, I'll tell you. It's my business. It's what I do for a living.
- Wow - said the other. - I've heard about guys like you, but I've never met one before.
- Still want me to play? - said the other.
- Sure - said the Erie exec. - As a matter of fact, you know, I do a little hunting. Would you mind if I look at it?
The other man showed him the rifle. It was beautiful--an inlaid Weatherby with a huge powerful scope mounted on it. The exec. picked it up, looked through the scope, and said:
- Gee, I can see the window of my condo with this thing. Matter of fact, there's my wife.
He lowered the gun for a moment and said:
- she doesn't have any clothes on.
He looked through the scope again.
- Damn, there's a guy with her.
The Erie exec. lowered the rifle and looked at the other man.
- How much do you charge?
- $10,000 a bullet - said the man.
The Erie man thought for a moment, and said:
- Do it.
- Which one? - said the hit man.
- Both - said the exec.
- That's $20,000, you know.
- I don't care, hit 'em both.
The hit man took two cartridges from his bag and loaded the rifle.
- Where do you want me to get the man? - he asked.
- Blow his nuts off - said the exec.
- How about the woman?
- In the mouth. She's always flapping her gums anyway.
- Ok - said the hit man as he raised the rifle. Taking careful aim, he clicked off the safety, but then he paused and chuckled.
- Mister - he said - I think I'm going to be able to save you ten thousand dollars.