Robert goes golfing every Saturday. One Saturday, he comes home three hours
late. His wife asks him, "What took you so long?"
The guy says, "That was
the worst game of golf I've ever had. We got up to the first tee, and Charlie
hit a hole-in-one and immediately dropped dead of a heart attack."
The
guy's wife says, "That's terrible!"
The guy says, "I know. Then, for the
rest of the game, it was hit the ball, drag Charlie, hit the ball, drag Charlie,
hit the ball, drag Charlie. . ."