Henry came back late from his golf game. He seemed a little upset.
“Is something wrong, Dear?” His wife inquired.
“Yeah!” He slumped into a chair.
“We were playing the back nine, coming up the hill on hole thirteen. George had a heart attack right there.”
“Oh, my goodness! That must have been awful!”
“You have no idea! After that, for five holes, it was hit the ball, drag George -- hit the ball, drag George -- What a nightmare!”
good one ........just got home from 12 hours of work and need to laugh.