A guy receives an ad in the mail for a golf resort where everything
costs one dollar.

He jumps at the offer and heads off for a weekend of fun in the sun.

He arrives and plays a round of golf. It cost him a buck.

His room is only a buck a day!

When he goes for dinner that evening, it costs him another buck.

The day before he’s to check out, he heads out to play a last round
and stops by the pro shop and charges a sleeve of three balls to his
room.

When he’s checking out next morning, he looks at the bill and sees:

Golf: $1.00
Dinner: $1.00
Room: $1.00
Sleeve of golf balls: $3,000.00

Calling over to the manager, he asks, “What is this all about?
Everything is supposed to cost one dollar and you charged me three-
thousand dollars for three golf balls?”

“I’m sorry, sir,” said the manager, “but you didn’t read the fine
print in our promotional brochure. That’s what our golf balls cost.”

“Well,” said the man, “if I wanted to spend that kind of money, I
could gone to that luxury hotel across the street and paid them a
thousand dollars a day for a room. At least I would’ve known what I
was paying for!”

“That’s right, sir, you could have,” said the manager. “There, they
get you by the room. Over here, we get you by the balls!”