Friday, April 16, 2004
A nun is talking with her Mother Superior.
A nun is talking 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 playing golf and hit an incredible drive that looked like
it was going to go over 280 meters, but it struck a phone line that is
hanging over the fairway and fell straight to the ground after going
only about 100 meters."
"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 zoomed 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-cking putt, didn't you?"
language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it.""When did you
use this awful language?" asks the Mother Superior.
"Well, I was playing golf and hit an incredible drive that looked like
it was going to go over 280 meters, but it struck a phone line that is
hanging over the fairway and fell straight to the ground after going
only about 100 meters."
"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 zoomed 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-cking putt, didn't you?"
