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I had three, all involving squirrels, but I am going to go with this one.

My Dad's boss (not even close to being a good golfer, but he loves the game) hits his tee shot. Its a frozen rope pull probably only 15 feet off the ground, right into a tree's branch 75 yards away. The ball never comes down, it lodges into the branch. But, its close to being reachable with his ball retriever. So, he pulls up, grabs his ball retriever and extends it to its fullest, reaching to smack this ball down. He is wailing away, trying to get this ball down. It's just beyond his reach and not happening. So, he tries to dislodge the ball ball by tossing the ball retriever at the ball. And, the ball retriever gets stuck in the tree. Well, while all this is going on, there is a squirrel on a branch a few feet away from where he is just wailing away, and it starts chirping at him. I mean, this squirrel was PISSED. So everyone starts clowning on him that the squirrel is laughing at him. This just compounds the problem. To get the squirrel to shut up, he tosses a wedge at it. And I swear to God, as my witness, the wedge gets lodged in between two branches. So now, we have 1 ball, 1 ball retriever, 1 wedge, and 1 pissed off/cracking up squirrel up in this tree. I thought I was going to soil myself right there on the course. My insides hurt from laughing so hard. We spent about 15 minutes getting this guys equipment out of the tree. I don't even think any of us finished the hole because we were all about to die of laughter.

Now, every time we play together and I hear a squirrel somewhere chirping, I tell him, "That squirrel is still there, talking s**t"