Have you ever wondered what the incident was that Moss kept thinking about during 'Calamity Jen'? So have I my friend... so have I...

You better put seat belts on your ears. 'Cause I'm about to take them for the ride of their lives!


"Moss, may I ask, what was 'The Golf Incident'?" Moss' face went dark as he turned to face Jen.

"You can't handle it, Jen," he replied.

"How do we know that if we don't give it a go?"

Moss seemed at loss for words. He bobbed his head back and forth as if the words were stuck in his throat. Roy came to his aide, "It. Will. Brake. You."

"I doubt that," she said faintly, almost a whisper.

"What was that?" asked Roy menacingly.

"Nothing!"

"Did you disrespect 'The Golf Incident'?"

"You should be ashamed!" whispered Moss.

"Well I'm sorry! But sSince when was is so bad to want to know something (apparently) so important?" asked Jen innocently. She got and walked across the small room. "I just wanted to know what so bad about this thing. If it's so bad, maybe it would change everything. But I still want to know. And hey, I know that it's not as bad as 'The Fire Incident'. "

"Okay but you asked for it," said Moss. He stared into the distance, heading into a flashback. "It began with a day of fun and games..."


"Okay Moss, twenty-five pounds if I make this shot," said Roy.

"That was the deal..."

Roy tapped the ball lightly with his putter and it glided smoothly over towards the hole. It stop about three centimeters from the hole, and Roy let out a cry of frustration. In his rage, it took about five or six more times before he finally got it in.

"Ah, the game of Mini Golf..." sighed Moss.

"Oh, Moss," cried Roy, "give it a rest."

Moss lined up for his turn. His tapped the ball, aiming for the side. It bounced of and... hole in one! "Yes..." As he swung his arm backward, his grip on the putter loosened slightly. It flew out of his hand, and hit a slightly overweight man behind him in the stomach. The man began to choke on the doughnut, and everyone on the course ran over to catch of a glimpse of the man of dying during a game of Mini Golf.

"Can't anybody help him?" cried somebody.

"Didn't you do first aide trainning?" Moss asked Roy.

"Shh..." Too late; evryone had heard. "Oh bullocks..."

"Save him then!"

Roy grabbed the man and began the Heimlich maneuver. After a few times, a peice a of doughnut came flying out his mouth. It flew straight ahead and into Moss open mouth. Moss began chocking too, and Roy went over to help his friend as somebody tried to revive the unconscious man. And, like it did before, the piece of doughnut flew into some else's mouth. But this time, a beautiful woman.

Roy left Moss to someone else's care and ran to help the lady. He made sure that she was facing away from everyone before he started the maneuver. One time... two times... three... four... The doughnut piece flew from her mouth and into the pond, where a fish eyed it happily.

The girl had already lost consciousness, and Roy (happily) began CPR. And after he had pumped enough air into her lungs, her eyes flickered open. "You saved me?"she asked softly.

"Yeah!"


"And the paramedics arrived, and everyone was okay," finished Moss. "Well, except for the fat guy. He had a heart attack."

"And the worst part was, in the confusion, I forgot to get that girl's number!" sighed Roy.