Annual Check Up

[Diesel Kate]

During my annual check up , my doctor asked me about my daily activity level, and so I described a typical day this way:

Well, yesterday afternoon, I waded along the edge of a lake, drank eight beers, warded off a snarling dog in heavy undergrowth, marched up and down several rocky hills, forced a way through areas of thick matted nettles and thistles , crawled out of quicksand and took four 'leaks' behind big trees."

Inspired by the story, the doctor said, "You must be one hell of an outdoors man!"

'No,' I replied, I'm, just a rubbish golfer."