>>A nun is sitting with her Mother Superior chatting. "I used some
horrible
>> language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it."
>>
>> "When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder.
>>
>> "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 down 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 elder nun.
>>
>> "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 Mother Superior sighed and asked, "You missed the
%$#@&%*king putt, didn't you?"
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