The Panic-Stricken Golfer Charged Into The Clubhouse. A Complete Disaster Had Happened.

The panic-stricken golfer charged into the clubhouse, grabbed the pro by the arm and said, “You have to help! I was on the 9th hole and I hit a terrible slice. The ball sailed right off the course and hit a guy riding a motorcycle. He lost control and swerved into the path of a truck. The truck tried to stop but jack-knifed, rolled over and broke apart. It was carrying hundreds of bee hives and now the angry bees are attacking everyone in sight. It’s awful! It’s a disaster! What should I do?”

-“Well, the first thing is you’ve got to keep your arms straight and remember to get your right hand a bit more under the club.”