The Aussie fumed, 'What's with those bastards? We must have been waiting for fifteen minutes!'
The Indian Doctor chimed in, 'I don't know, but I'm losing my patience!'
The Chinese Businessman called out, 'Move it. Time is money!'
The Catholic Priest said, 'Here comes George the greens keeper. Let's have a word with him.'
'Hello, George,' said the Catholic Priest. 'What's wrong with that group ahead of us? They're rather slow, aren't they?'
George the greens keeper replied, 'Oh, yes. That's a group of blind fire fighters. They lost their sight saving our clubhouse from a fire last year. We are forever grateful. We always let them play for free anytime.'
The group fell silent for a moment.
The Catholic Priest was the first to speak, and said, 'That's so sad. God forgive us. I think I will say a special prayer for them tonight.'
The Indian Doctor said, 'Vishnu, I repent. Good idea priest. I will also contact my ophthalmologist colleague and see if there's anything he can do for them.'
The Chinese Businessman replied, 'I'm writing a cheque at this very moment. $50,000 to these brave souls.'
The Aussie Bricklayer said, 'Why can't the bastards play at night?'