Three men were fishing in the Gulf of Mexico when one of them pulled in a huge fish. But as soon as it was in the boat, the fish shook the hook out of its mouth and changed into an angry, bearded man wearing a crown and brandishing a three-pronged spear.
"Who are you, sir?" quavered one of the fishermen.
"I am Neptune, god of the sea, and I am going to put a curse on you! Before you get home, your boat will spring a dozen leaks -- nay, make that a dozen and a half, for good measure!"
With a nasty laugh, Neptune dived over the side and disappeared. The fishermen's boat got so many holes the men had to swim ashore and since that day . . .
. . . they have never forgotten Neptune's eighteen hole gulf curse.