A golfer stood over his tee shot for what seemed an eternity.

He was driving his partner nuts, as he looked up, looked down, measured the distance, figured the wind direction and speed.

Finally, his exasperated partner said, "What's taking so long? Hit the blasted ball!"

The guy answers, "My wife's up there watching me from the clubhouse. I want to make this a perfect shot."

His partner mumbled, "Forget it, man, you ll never hit her from here!"