Jim and Bob were golfing one fine day, when Jim, an avid golfer, slices his ball deep into a wooded ravine. Jim takes his 8 iron and proceeds down the embankment into the ravine, in search of his lost ball. The brush is quite thick, but Jim searches diligently for his errant ball. Suddenly Jim spots something shiny. As he nears the location of the shiny object, Jim realizes that it is an eight iron in the hands of a skeleton laying near an old golf ball. Jim excitedly calls for his partner Bob.

"Heh Bob, come here, I got trouble down here."

Bob comes running over to the edge of the ravine and calls out to Jim, "What's the matter Jim?"

Jim shouts back in a nervous voice, "Bring me my 7 iron. You can't get out of here with an 8."