The President asked John Boehner to play a round of golf with him. He wished to discuss some budget items with him and get some fresh air at the same time.
As an avid golfer and devote of the game, the President was always willing to try anything that he felt might make him a better golfer. He had heard of a new grip to try while using his titanium driver. The guy he had learned it from said it was a little risky and sometimes a wicked slice would erupt from the face of the driver. All for the game thought the President. Besides, how wicked could the slice be?
As he stood at the tee and prepared his new grip, ready to address the ball, Boehner came up to see what he was doing. He unleashed a powerful swing that seemed to catch the sweet spot of the ball. The ball sliced off the face of his club at an incredible angle and hit John above his ear, instantly dropping him. The President was mortified.
Later as the paramedics were loading an unconscious John Boehner into the ambulance, one of the paramedics said he was lucky to survive the impact. Then he said he noticed that John had a golf ball stuck in his rectum. A contrite and sheepish Obama admitted,
“Yeah, I know. That was my mulligan”.