That's easy BB- you can hide a post so the Mods cannot see it but enclosing it with [NOT MOD] YOUR MESSAGE ... [NOT MOD] - it stops BHD seeing it too but hey ho ....
Have I missed a post then? If I have im sorry. I am not about much of late so things might slip through the net.
On the subject of women golfers: Two men find the two women playing in front of them are taking a long time to complete each hole. One suggests to the other that he goes and asks them politely if they can play past them. He gets half way down the fairway but turns back without approaching them. "I'm sorry," he tells his partner, "I can't do it...one's my wife, the other's my mistress." His playing partner sets off to make the request but also stops short and turns back without speaking to the two women. He comes back looking a little flustered. "Small world," he says.
I always preferred his sister Shania, Mark was a bit girly for me.. the following is true. At dawn the telephone rings, "Hello, Senor Ron? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your country house." "Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?" "Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor Ron, that your parrot, he is dead". "My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International competition?" "Si, Senor, that's the one." "Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?" "From eating the rotten meat, Senor Ron.." "Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?" "Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse." "Dead horse? What dead horse?" "The thoroughbred, Senor Ron." "My prize thoroughbred is dead?" "Yes, Senor Ron, he died from all that work pulling the water cart." "Are you insane? What water cart?" "The one we used to put out the fire, Senor." "Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?" "The one at your house, Senor! A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire." "What the hell? Are you saying that my mansion is destroyed because of a candle?!" "Yes, Senor Ron." "But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?" "For the funeral, Senor Ron." "WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL??!!" "Your wife's, Senor Ron". She showed up very late one night and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with your new Ping G15 204g titanium head golf club with the TFC 149D graphite shaft." SILENCE........... LONG SILENCE.......... VERY LONG SILENCE. "Ernesto, if you broke that driver, you're in deep ****."
