A guy in Florida had been playing golf with his buddy George every weekend for 30 years, rain or shine no matter what. One day he comes home utterly exhausted from his regular golf outing and just collapses on the couch completely drained.

His wife asks why he's so tired, did he have a really bad game?

Man says "No, I played better than I have in years. In fact I got three birdies on the first three holes and then I got a hole in one on the very next hole!"

Wife asks if that's why he's so tired.

Man says, "Well after I got a hole in one on the fourth, George was so excited for me he collapsed right there on the green and died of a massive heart attack."

Wife asks if he was exhausted from giving him CPR or running back to the clubhouse for help.

Man says, "No, it wasn't that - it was just that for the next 14 holes it was all 'Hit the ball, drag George... hit the ball, drag George..."