An elderly Scottish Jew has decided to take it a little easier and take
up golf. So he puts his name down at the local club.
After a week he receives a message that his application has been turned
down. So he goes down to the club to enquire why.
Secretary: You are aware that this is a Scottish golf club?
Scot: Aye but I am as Scottish as you are Jock.
Secretary: This means that on formal occasions we wear kilts.
Scot: Aye, so do I.
Secretary: You are aware that we wear nothing under our kilts?
Scot: Aye, neither do I.
Secretary: But you are a Jew?
Scot: Aye, I be that.
Secretary: So you are circumcised?
Scot: Aye, I be that too.
Secretary: I am terribly sorry, but the members just would not feel
comfortable with that.
Scot: Ach, away with ya man. I know that you have to be a Protestant to
march with the Orangemen.
And I know that you have to be a Catholic to become a Knight of Saint
Columbus. But this is the first time I heard that you have to be a
complete prick to join a golf club.*