One morning three women are golfing on the fourth green when suddenly a guy runs by wearing nothing but a bag over his head.

As he passes by the first woman, she looks down and says, “Well, he’s certainly not my husband.”

As he passes by the second woman, she also glances at his genitalia and says, “He’s not my husband either.”

He then passes by the third woman, who stares carefully as he runs by her.

“Wait a minute,” she says. “He’s not even a member of the club!”