Bad habits
Monday, May 5, 2008
A nun goes to her mother superior and confesses, "I've used some really foul language this week and I feel terrible about it."
"When did you use this awful language?" enquires the mother superior.
"Well, I was playing golf and hit an incredible drive. It looked like it was going way over 250 yards, but it struck a phone line over the fairway and stopped only 100 yards away from me."
"Is that when you swore?" asks mother superior.
"No, mother," says the nun. "After that, a squirrel suddenly ran out of the bushes, grabbed my ball in its mouth, and ran away."
"Is that when you swore?" asks mother superior again.
"Well, no," says the nun, "You see, as the squirrel ran away, an eagle swooped down over the fairway, grabbed the squirrel in its talons and flew off."
"So, is that when you swore?" asks the elder nun.
"No. The eagle flew near the green and at that point, the squirrel dropped my ball."
"Come on! You must have sworn then!" screams the mother superior.
"No, I didn't swear then. You see, my ball hit a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green and stopped three inches from the hole..."
The two nuns fall silent. Then mother superior sighs and says, "You missed the
f-king putt, didn't you?"
Grant, via e-mail
