Robert goes golfing every Sunday. One Sunday, he comes home three hours late. His wife asks him, What took you so long?
The guy says, that was the worst round of golf I have ever had. We got up to the first tee, and Charlie hit a hole-in-one and immediately dropped dead of a heart attack.
Robert’s wife says, That’s horrible!
The guy says, I know. Then, for the rest of the round, it was hit the ball, drag Charlie, hit the ball, drag Charlie, hit the ball, drag Charlie…