Sam came home from his Saturday game with Harry several hours late, looking very tired, dirty, and bedraggled.

His wife asked, "What happened to you?"

Sam said, "Well, we started out just fine. Then, on the fourth tee, Harry just keeled over, dead!"

"Oh, how horrible!" exclaimed his wife.

"Yeah", said Sam. "For the rest of the afternoon, it was, hit the ball, drag Harry, hit the ball, drag Harry ..."