A nun is chatting with her Mother Superior. "I used some horrible language
this week and 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
"Is that when you swore?", asked Mother Superior. "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
"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
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*cking putt, didn't you?"