A panic-stricken golfer called the clubhouse from his cell phone. "Help! I hit a terrible slice off the seventh tee. My ball went out of bounds and hit a man riding a motorcycle who lost control and swerved into the path of a truck. The truck jackknifed and rolled over, spilling a load of beehives, releasing millions of bees. They're stinging everyone on the course! It's awful! What should I do?"
The pro answered, "Well, first, keep your arms straight and get your right hand more under the club..."