The Thrill Of... Something

Everybody sent me this link from the LPGA today, but I hesitated to do anything with it.

Not out of fear of bad taste — please! I just figured it had been done to death already. But if decorum won’t stop me, why should repetition?

“I don’t know if she’s a lady, but she sure looks like a professional.”

“You can tell she isn’t married.”

“See? Not all female athletes are gay.”

“I said ‘say, ahh,’ damnit.”

“That photographer is ruining my concentration.”

“To get past the glass ceiling, you have to…”

“The camera adds at least ten pounds.”

Feel better?