A husband and wife are on the 9th green when suddenly she collapses from a heart attack.
”Help me dear," she groans to her husband.
The husband calls 911 on his cell phone, talks for a few minutes, picks up his
putter, and lines up his
putt.
His wife raises her head off the green and stares at him.
"I'm dying here and
you're putting."
"Don't worry dear," says the husband calmly,
"they found a doctor
on the second hole
and he's coming to help
you."
"Well, how long will it take for him to get here?"
she asks feebly.
"No time at all," says her husband.
"Everybody's already
agreed to let him play through.”
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