after a few holes of not talking to each other, Tom decides to break the Ice.
Tom: Probably should of introduced my self before we started golfing. I'm Tom, nice to meet you.
Michael: Michael, nice to meet you too.
Tom: So, Michael... What do you do for a living?
Michael: I'm a Hitman...
Tom chuckles
Tom: Ha, yea and I'm a Ninja. Seriously, what do you do?
Michael: Seriously, I'm a Hitman. I get paid to hurt or kill people.
Tom: If you're going to lie about a Job, at least make it believable.
Michael: Tom, I'm not lying. If you don't believe me have a look in my golf bag.
Tom searches Micheal's golf bag and is shocked to find a Rifle with a scope on it.
Tom: Jesus Christ! you really are a Hitman!
Tom starts looking at the rifle in awe. Places the Rifle in shooting position and looks through the scope.
Tom: Wow, this scope is amazing! I can see the restaurant right next to my house... I can actually see my house! There's my wife... and the pool boy... Oh my god, they are both naked kissing each other!
Tom is angrily crying
Tom: I can't believe she would do this to me! How much, Michael. How much do you charge.
Michael: $1500 per shot.
Tom: Ok, I want you to shoot my wife in the mouth because there's no way shes talking her way out of this one, and I want you to shoot the pool boy in the dick so he can learn a lesson!
Michael takes the gun, and is aimed in the direction of the house. a little over a minute goes by and Tom is getting frustrated.
Tom: What's your hold up Michael! Finish the job!
Michael: Hold your horses, Tom... I'm about to save you $1500.
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