A wife begins to get a little worried because her husband has not arrived
home on time from his regular Saturday afternoon golf game. As the hours
pass she becomes more and more concerned until at 8 p.m. the husband
finally pulls into the driveway. "What happened?" says the wife. "You
should have been home hours ago!" "Harry had a heart attack at the third
hole," replied the husband. "Oh, that's terrible," says the wife. "I
know," the husband answers. "All day long it was hit the ball, drag Harry,
hit the ball, drag Harry..."