On the first night of their honeymoon, the new bride tells her husband,
“I have a confession to make. I’m not a v*rg!n. I’ve been with one oth*r g*y.”
“Oh yeah? Who was the guy?” “Tiger Woods, the golfer.”
“Well, he’s rich, famous and handsome. I can understand that.”
The couple then m@k*s passion@te l0\/e. When they finish, the husband gets up and walks to the telephone.
“What are you doing?” asks the wife. “I’m hungry. I’m calling room service.”
“Tiger wouldn’t do that.” “Oh yeah? What would Tiger do?” “He’d come back to b*d and d0 !t a seco*d t!me.”
The husband drops the phone and m@k*s l0\/e to his wif* a s*cond ti*e.
When they finish, he goes back to the phone. “What are you doing now?” she asks.
“I’m still hungry, so I’m going to ring room service for some food.”
“Tiger wouldn’t do that.” “Oh yeah? What would Tiger do?”
“He’d come back to b*d and do it one m0r* ti*e.” The husband puts the phone down and heads back to b*d.
Exhausted after the third lov*maki*g ses*ion, he shuffles back to the phone and starts to dial.
The wife asks, “Are you calling room service?”
“No! I’m calling Tiger Woods to f!nd out wh@t’s p@r-for this h0|e”