A 9 Iron for an extraction tool?

Tiger Woods Holiday Poem

Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house

Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.

She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,

Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.

He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.

Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.

He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,

With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.

From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,

Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.

With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,

When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.

Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',

Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden.

And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,

"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."

She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,

Her prenup made Christmas come early this year.
 
Seeing that he just came out of sex rehab makes me feel sorry for him and his wife and children. He and his family are paying a terrible price for his infidelity!
 
I do. He has an addiction that was made public. Maybe the shame was the only way he was able to seek help.
 
Oh, PLEASE - spare me. I think all men have this "addiction". The "addiction thing is carp. His problem is that he's immature and spoiled so thinks with the wrong head. Children have little concept of "being sorry" for anything more than being sorry they were caught. If he becomes an adult then maybe something will change.
 
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