I DID ALL THAT

AFTER A PARTICULARLY POOR GAME OF GOLF,

A POPULAR CLUB MEMBER SKIPPED THE CLUBHOUSE AND

STARTED TO GO HOME. AS HE WAS WALKING TO

THE PARKING LOT TO GET HIS CAR,

A POLICEMAN STOPPED HIM AND ASKED,

“DID YOU TEE OFF ON THE SIXTEENTH HOLE ABOUT TWENTY MINUTES AGO?”

“YES,” THE GOLFER RESPONDED.

“DID YOU HAPPEN TO HOOK YOUR BALL SO THAT IT

WENT OVER THE TREES AND OFF THE COURSE?”

“YES, I DID. HOW DID YOU KNOW?” HE ASKED.

“WELL,” SAID THE POLICEMAN VERY SERIOUSLY,

“YOUR BALL FLEW OUT ONTO THE HIGHWAY AND

CRASHED THROUGH A DRIVER’S WINDSHIELD.

THE CAR WENT OUT OF CONTROL,

CRASHING INTO FIVE OTHER CARS AND A FIRE TRUCK.

THE FIRE TRUCK COULDN’T MAKE IT TO THE FIRE

AND THE BUILDING BURNED DOWN.

SO, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?”

THE GOLFER THOUGHT IT OVER CAREFULLY AND RESPONDED…

“I THINK I’LL CLOSE MY STANCE A LITTLE BIT,

TIGHTEN MY GRIP AND LOWER MY RIGHT THUMB.”