01-20-2006, 12:05 AM
A nun was sitting with her Mother Superior chatting. I used some
horrible language this week, and I feel absolutely terrible about it".
When did you use this awful language?" asks the Mother superior.
"Well, I was golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it
was
going to go over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging
over the fairway and fell straight to the ground after going only
about
100 yards."
Is that when you swore?" "No, Mother," says the nun. "After that a
squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth and
began to run away."
Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother superior again. "Well,
no." says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came
down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to
fly away!"
IS THAT when you swore?" asks the amazed Mother Superior. "No,
not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew
near
the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
Did you swear THEN?" asked Mother Superior, becoming impatient.
"No, because the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap,
rolled onto the green and stopped about six inches from the hole."
The two nuns were silent for a moment. Then the Mother Superior
sighed and said, "You missed the f'king putt, didn't you?"
horrible language this week, and I feel absolutely terrible about it".
When did you use this awful language?" asks the Mother superior.
"Well, I was golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it
was
going to go over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging
over the fairway and fell straight to the ground after going only
about
100 yards."
Is that when you swore?" "No, Mother," says the nun. "After that a
squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth and
began to run away."
Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother superior again. "Well,
no." says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running, an eagle came
down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to
fly away!"
IS THAT when you swore?" asks the amazed Mother Superior. "No,
not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws, it flew
near
the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
Did you swear THEN?" asked Mother Superior, becoming impatient.
"No, because the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap,
rolled onto the green and stopped about six inches from the hole."
The two nuns were silent for a moment. Then the Mother Superior
sighed and said, "You missed the f'king putt, didn't you?"