
After hitting his tee shot into the forest, a golfer heads off in search of the ball, which he finds behind a large tree. After considering his position — and not wanting to take a drop and lose a stroke — he decides to hook the ball around the tree. He swings, the ball hits the tree, ricochets back at him, and instantly kills him.
When he opens his eyes, he sees the pearly gates and St. Peter standing before him.
“Am I dead?” he asks.
“Yes, my son,” St. Peter says, who looks the man over and notices his clubs.
“I see you’re a golfer,” St. Peter says. “Are you any good?”
“Hey, I got here in two, didn’t I?”