Same time next Saturday?

MacDermott and MacDuff were sitting in the clubhouse, in front of the fireplace on a raw, blustery day. The freezing rain was beating against the windows as their breads thawed out. Outside, the wind from the North Sea roared with gale force.

The pair were silent for a long time over their whiskeys. Finally, MacDermott spoke, "That was quite a round of golf. Same time next Saturday?"

"Aye," MacDuff replied, "weather permitting."

Tell me another Joke!

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