A fellow goes to the doctor and says, “Doc, every time I swing my 7 iron I pass this outrageous gas.”
He swings the iron in the doctor’s office and breaks a loud sound of wind. He swings the 8 iron and nothing, he swings the 6 and nothing.
He swings the 7 again the same loud sound is heard, followed by a very foul smell. The doctor says,”H’m, interesting case,” and gets up and grabs a long pole laying against the wall.
“What are you going to do with that,” the fellow nervously asks, fearing the worst. “I’m going to open the window and let some air into this room,” the Doc replies.