George: "...So I started to walk into the water. I won't lie to you boys - I was terrified. But I pressed on. And as I made my way past the breakers, a strange calm came over me. I... I don't know if it was divine intervention or the kinship of all living things but I tell you Jerry, at that moment, I WAS a marine biologist!"
Elaine: "George! I've just been reading this thing in the paper. It's unbelievable."
George: "I know, I was just telling them the story."
Kramer: "Well, come'on George, finish the story."
George: "The sea was angry that day, my friends - like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli. I got about 50 feet out and suddenly the great BEAST appeared before me. I tell ya, he was ten stories high if he was a foot! As if sensing my presence he let out a great bellow! I said "Easy... big fellow!" And then, as I watched him struggling, I realized that something was obstructing its breathing. From where I was standing I could see directly into the eye of the great fish."
Jerry: "Mammal."
George "Whatever."
Kramer: "OK, then what did you do next?"
George: "Well then, from out of nowhere, a huge tidal wave lifted me, tossed me like a cork and I found myself right on top of him face-to-face with the blow hole! I...I could barely see from the waves crashing down upon me but I knew something was there. And so I reached my hand in, felt around, and pulled out the obstruction." (George pulls out and reveals a golf ball.) (20 seconds of laughter)
Kramer: "What is that, a Titalist?"
George nods.
Kramer: "A hole in one, huh?