A tour golfer was involved in a terrible car crash and was rushed to the hospital. Just before he was put under, the surgeon popped in to see him. "I have some good news and some bad news," says the surgeon. "The bad news is that I have to remove your right arm!"
"Oh God, no!" cries the man. "My golfing is over! Please Doc, what's the good news?"
"The good news is...I have another one to replace it with, but it's a woman's arm and I'll need your permission before I can go ahead with the transplant."
"Go for it doc," says the man, "as long as I can play golf again."
The operation went well and a year later the guy was out on the course when he bumped into his surgeon.
"Hi, how's the new arm?"
"Just great," "I'm playing the best golf of my life. The new arm has a much finer touch, and my putting has really improved."
"That's great," said the surgeon.
"Not only that," continued the golfer, "my handwriting has improved, I've learned how to sew my own clothes and I've even taken up painting landscapes in watercolors."
"That's unbelievable!" said the surgeon,
"I'm so glad to hear the transplant was such a great success. Are there any side effects?"
"Well, a couple, said the golfer, "I have trouble parallel parking, backing up my car, and every time I get an erection, I get a headache.