Two elderly golfers were playing a round when one says he is going to see Dr. Taylor for a new set of dentures in the morning.

His friend says that he has gone to the same dentist a couple of years earlier.

"Is that so?" the first gent asks. "Did he do a good job?"

"Well, I was playing yesterday when the guy on the ninth hole hooked a shot," the second man replies. "The ball must have been going 100 miles per hour when it hit me in the groin. That was the first time in two years my teeth didn't hurt."