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."
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