Miguel and Wesley were playing golf, but were blocked by a two women. The women were great golfers, but playing very slowly. Finally Wesley decided he had to say something.

“I’ll walk ahead and ask them if we can play through,” Wesley said. He set off down the fairway, but when he got halfway, he stopped, turned round and came back. “Can’t do it. One’s my wife and the other’s my mistress!”

“OK,” Miguel said, “I’ll ask them.” He started up the fairway, only to stop halfway and turn back.

“What’s wrong?”

“That’s one hell of a coincidence.”