A wife begins to get a little worried because her husband has not arrived home on time from his regular Saturday afternoon golf game. As the hours pass she becomes more and more concerned until, at 8 p.m., the husband finally pulls into the driveway.



What happened? says the wife. You should have been home hours ago!



Harry had a heart attack at the third hole, replied the husband.



Oh, thats terrible, says the wife.



I know, the husband answers. All day long it was hit the ball, drag Harry, hit the ball, drag Harry…