I was in a bunker, and I asked my caddy to bring me a sand wedge.I looked around and didn't see him.  After a few minutes, he returned and brought me a ham on rye.

A father watched his young son practice baseball in the backyard by throwing the ball up and swinging at it. Time and time again the bat missed contact. The boy noticed his father watching, and said, "Wow, Dad! Aren't I a great pitcher?"