Now you know what really happened to his foot!

Murphy's foursome was on the last hole and when Murphy drove off the tee he hooked into a cow pasture. He advised his friends to play through and he would meet them at the clubhouse. They followed the plan and waited for their friend. After a considerable time he appeared disheveled, bloody, badly beaten up and limping. They all wanted to know what happened. He explained that he went over to the cow pasture but could not find his ball. He noticed a cow wringing her tail in obvious pain. He went over and lifted her tail and saw a golf ball solidly embedded. It was a yellow ball so he knew it was not his. A woman comes out of the bushes apparently searching for her lost golf ball. The ever helpful Murphy lifted the cow's tail and asked, "Does this look like yours?" That was the last thing he could remember!