Post by |AoD| Horvath on Apr 29, 2006 9:10:06 GMT -6
A nun sits with her Mother Superior chatting, but confesses; "I used some horrible language this week and feel terrible about it."
"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder nun.
"When I went golfing last Tuesday, Mother. I hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to sail about 250 yards, but it struck a phone line that was hanging over the fairway, and then fell straight to the ground."
"And it made you swear?" asked Mother Superior.
"No, Mother," says the nun. "But after that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth, and began to run away with it."
"I see, and THAT’S when you swore!" said the Mother Superior.
"Well, no," says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came from the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his claws and began to fly away!"
"And so you swore at the eagle?" asks the amazed elder nun.
"Well, no, Mother, not then either. You see, as the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
"And THAT’S when you swore?" asked Mother Superior.
"Well no, Mother. My ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green, and stopped about four inches from the hole."
The two nuns sat silently for a moment, until Mother Superior sighed and said, "You missed the f******* putt, didn't you!”
"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder nun.
"When I went golfing last Tuesday, Mother. I hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to sail about 250 yards, but it struck a phone line that was hanging over the fairway, and then fell straight to the ground."
"And it made you swear?" asked Mother Superior.
"No, Mother," says the nun. "But after that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth, and began to run away with it."
"I see, and THAT’S when you swore!" said the Mother Superior.
"Well, no," says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came from the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his claws and began to fly away!"
"And so you swore at the eagle?" asks the amazed elder nun.
"Well, no, Mother, not then either. You see, as the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
"And THAT’S when you swore?" asked Mother Superior.
"Well no, Mother. My ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green, and stopped about four inches from the hole."
The two nuns sat silently for a moment, until Mother Superior sighed and said, "You missed the f******* putt, didn't you!”
