So, I got home late after a round of golf. My wife was waiting for me, and boy, she was pissed.
"Where were you?!" she demanded to know.
"Well," I sighed, "I was out playing a round of golf with Fred from HR, and he had a heart attack on the 10th hole."
"That's terrible!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in shock.
"Yeah," I said. "The rest of the time it was 'Hit the ball. Drag Fred. Hit the ball. Drag Fred...'"
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