He looked around distractedly and then asked, "Seen my ball?"
"Yeah, it went in the hole," the joker answered with straight-faced alacrity.
The fat one looked at him unbelievingly. Then he walked to the hole, looked in, reached down and picked up his ball. His astonishment was plain to see. Then he turned, ran down the fairway and as he neared his partner the group on the green heard him shout, "Hey, Sam, I got an eleven!"
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