Once there was
a golfer whose drive landed on an anthill.

Rather than
move the ball, he decided to hit it where it lay.

He gave a
mighty swing.

Clouds of dirt
and sand and ants exploded from the spot.

Everything but
the golf ball.

It sat in the
same spot.

So he lined up
and tried another shot.

Clouds of dirt
and sand and ants went flying again.

The golf ball
didn't even wiggle.

Two ants
survived.

One dazed ant
said to the other, "Whoa! What are we going to do?"

Said the other
ant: "I don't know about you, but I'm going to get on the ball."