An American oil tycoon dude is on business in Japan. He is staying at a swish Tokyo hotel.

As he books in he asks the concierge "Where can I get some girlie action tonight?"

The concierge replies that he will have a girlie sent up to his room at 9pm.



9pm finally comes and there is a knock at the door. The yank opens it to find a stunning Japanese hottie stood there in a fur coat and little else.

He can't believe his luck and immediately gets her to strip so he can fill his need.



Soon, they're going at it hell for leather and he's impressed by his own stamina.

The Japanese hooker is writhing around and squealing, in fact she keeps squealing something in Japanese: "SUNG WAH, SUNG WAH!" she moans.

"Must be Japanese for excellent" thinks the American .



He cums, she leaves.



Next day on the golf course the CEO of the big Japanese firm the American is doing business with gets a hole in one.

The American decides to impress his counterpart, claps his hands in appreciation and says "Sung wah, sung wah!"



The Japanese CEO looks bemused "Wrong hole? What do you mean wrong hole??!"