JOKES, JOKES, AND MORE JOKES - HAVE SOME FUN.!!

A nun walked into the Mother Superior's office and flopped down into a chair with tears in her eyes. "What bothers you, Sister?" asked the Mother Superior. "Isn't this the weekend you normally spend with your family?" Sighing and nodding the nun said, "Yes, it is. And I went to play golf with my brother. We try to play golf as often as we can. You know, I was a rather accomplished golfer before I dedicated my life to Christ." The Mother Superior nodded. "Hmm, yes, I seem to remember that. So, I assume your day of recreation was not very relaxing?" Sobbing now, the nun answered, "Oh.... Far from it. I actually took the Lord's name in vain." Eyebrows raised, the Mother Superior replied, "Goodness Sister, you must tell me all about it. I'm sure you had a reason to blaspheme." 

"Well, Mother, we were on the 5th tee. This hole is a monster, Mother. 540 yards, par 5 with a hard dogleg left to a hidden green. I hit a perfect drive. It was heading straight to my favorite landing area, leaving me a makable approach into the green. As the ball approached the landing spot it struck a bird in mid-air and dropped into a divot behind a tree."
"Oh no," the Mother Superior replied. "I am sure that God understands and will forgive your curse." But the nun continued, "But, that's not the problem. I was strong and held my faith. A squirrel ran down from the tree grabbed my ball and ran off with it." The Mother Superior, now really interested in the story, said, "You must continue this story. Tell me what happened." "Well", the nun continued, "As the squirrel was running away with my ball, a hawk dove down, grabbed the squirrel and flew off with him," she sobbed. The Mother Superior nodded then said, "So, that's when you cursed, Sister?" "Oh no," replied the nun. "I was stunned. I just stood there watching the poor squirrel as the hawk carried him off. Then the squirrel seemed to realize he was in mortal danger and started to wiggle and twist around and he dropped the ball. It landed on the green and rolled up to about 18 inches away from the cup."

The Mother Superior grimaced then raised her voice and said accusingly, "YOU MISSED THE FREAKING PUTT, didn't you.!!!