Joke

[The Brain]

An obvious golf hustler sees a priest is about to tee off alone, so he says, "Father, may I join you?"
The priest says, "Sure, I'm just playing nine."
The hustler says, "Why don't we mke it interesting, say, a hundred bucks for the nine holes?"
The priest says, "Okay, but you'll have to give me a two-goose handicap."
The hustler says, "What the hell is a two-goose handicap?"
The priest says, "Twice during the round I get to goose you."
The hustler figures thirty-five or forty shots, two gooses, I'll still win easily, so he says, "You're on."
The guys who were milling around listening to the deal go down to watch the priest tee off, and then they watch the hustler tee up. Just as he swings his driver, the priest reaches between his legs, grabs his balls, and the hustler slices the ball way off onto the next fairway over. And they take off. A few hours later, they come walking into the clubhouse. The hustler is sweaty and ragged and totally shot, and the priest is counting his five twenties.
One of the other guys says to the hustler, "He only had two gooses and we saw him use the first one on the first tee shot. What the hell happened?"
The hustler says, "Did you ever try to play nine holes of golf waiting for that second goose?"