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So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on
as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a
caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you
think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama.
The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee
with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one
-- big hitter, the Lama -- long, into a ten-thousand foot crevice, right
at the base of this glacier. And do you know what the Lama says? Gunga
galunga...gunga -- gunga galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's
gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little
something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh,
there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will
receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.