A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro
jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself.
Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking.
So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off
and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot
crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama
says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-lagunga. So we finish the eighteenth
and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little
something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh,
there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will
receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.