St Andrews

A chap walked into the clubhouse with a 5 iron wrapped tightly round his neck and a badly bruised face. The barman asked what had happened. The chap said " I was playing a round with my wife. We reached the 3rd and both drove off the tee. When we got up the fairway my ball lay in middle but there was no sign of my wife's ball. We both separated to have a look around. I then noticed some cows in the light rough to the left hand side. One cow seemed particularly agitated so I went to have a closer look. As I lifted its tail I noticed a golf ball stuck in its arse. I then shouted across to my wife and said. Here darling! This looks like yours. Hence the 5 iron and bruises.