Bret and Janice met on a singles cruise and Bret fell head over heels for her.

When they discovered they lived in neighboring cities only a few miles apart, Bret was ecstatic. He immediately started asking her out when they got home.

Within a couple of weeks, Bret had taken Janice to dance clubs, restaurants, concerts, movies and museums. Bret became convinced that Janice was indeed his soul mate and true love. Every date seemed better than the last.

On the one-month anniversary of their first dinner on the cruise ship, Bret took Janice to a fine restaurant. While having cocktails and waiting for their salad, Bret said, "I guess you can tell I'm very much in love with you. I'd like a little serious talk before our relationship continues to the next stage."

"So, before I get a box out of my jacket and ask you a life-changing question, it's only fair to warn you, I'm a total golf nut. I play golf, I read about golf, I watch golf on TV. In short, I eat, sleep, and breathe golf. If that's going to be a problem for us, you'd better say so now!"

Janice took a deep breath and responded, "Bret, that certainly won't be a problem. I love you as you are and I love golf too; but, since we're being totally honest with each other, you need to know that for the last five years I've been a hooker."

"Oh wow! I see," Bret replied. He looked down at the table, was quiet for a moment. Deep in serious thought he added, "You know, it's probably because you're not keeping your wrists straight when you hit the ball."