Ragnheiður Jónsdóttir | júlí. 20. 2019 | 20:00

Golfgrín á laugardegi 2019 (29)

One golfer was a determined, if not very proficient, player. At each swipe he made at the ball, earth flew in all directions.

“Gracious me,” he exclaimed red-faced to his caddie, “the worms will think there’s been an earthquake.”

“I don’t know,” replied the caddie, “the worms around here are very clever. I’ll bet most of them are hiding underneath the ball for safety.”