Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was an old man whose name was King George the 62nd. King George, or Adam, as his friends called him, was an avid golfer. However, the England rains had become very dense and all the local courses were flooded. Fearing for the worst, King George flew to Florida to enjoy a round of golf where he was certain it would be sunny.
As soon as King George stepped onto the course, his leg was bitten off by a kangaroo.
The end.