A nun walks into the Mother Superiorās office and plunks down into a chair. She lets out a sigh, heavy with frustration.
āWhat troubles you, Sister?ā asked the Mother Superior. āI thought this was the day you spent with your family.ā
āIt was,ā sighed the Sister. āAnd I went to play golf with my brother. We try to play golf as often as we can. You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ.ā
āI seem to recall that,ā the Mother Superior agreed. āSo I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing?ā
āFar from it,ā snorted the Sister. āIn fact, I took the Lordās name in vain today!ā
āGoodness, Sister!ā gasped the Mother Superior, astonished. āYou must tell me all about it!ā
āWell, we were on the fifth tee ā and this hole is a monster, Mother ā 540 yard par 5, with a nasty dogleg right and a hidden green ⦠and I hit the drive of my life. The sweetest swing Iāve ever made. And itās flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted ⦠and it hits a bird in mid-flight!ā
āOh my!ā commiserated the Mother Superior. āHow unfortunate! But surely that didnāt make you blaspheme, Sister!ā
āNo, that wasnāt it,ā admitted the Sister. āWhile I was still trying to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods, grabs my ball and runs off down the fairway!ā
āOh, that would have made me blaspheme!ā sympathized the Mother Superior.
āBut I didnāt, Mother!ā sobbed the Sister. āAnd I was so proud of myself! And while I was pondering whether this was a sign from God, this hawk swoops out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws!ā
āSo thatās when you cursed,ā said the Mother Superior with a knowing smile.
āNope, that wasnāt it either,ā cried the Sister, anguished, ābecause as the hawk started to fly out of sight, the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him right there on the green, and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup!ā
The Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest, fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said ā¦
āYou missed the fucking putt, didnāt you?ā