John was playing a new course and on #16 he sliced the ball into an extremely deep wooded ravine. He grabbed his nine iron and clambered over the edge in search of his lost ball.

After many long minutes of poking through at the underbrush, he finally spotted his ball.  As he was attempting to postion himself for a shot, he noticed something glistening in the leaves. As he drew nearer, he discovered that it was a nine iron in hands of a skeleton!

John immediately called out to his friend, "Larry, I've got trouble down here!"

"What's the matter?" Larry asked from the edge of the ravine.

"Throw me my wedge," John shouted. "Looks like you can't get out of here with a nine iron!"