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A golf lesson
Towards the end of the golf course, Dave hit his ball
> into the woods and found it in a patch of pretty
> yellow
> buttercups.
> Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up
> thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch.
> All of a sudden, in a flash and puff of smoke, a
> little old woman appeared.
> She said, "I'm Mother Nature. Do you know how long it
> took me to make those buttercups? Just for doing what
> you have done, you won't have any butter for your
> popcorn for the rest of your life. Better still, you
> won't have any butter for your toast for the rest of
> your life. As a matter of fact, you'll never have any
> butter for anything the rest of your life!"
> Then POOF!.....she was gone!
> After Dave recovered from the shock, he hollered for
> his friend, "Fred, where are you?"
> Fred yells back "I'm over here in the pussywillows."
> Dave shouts back, "Don't swing, Fred! For the love of
> God, don't swing!"
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