A drunk playing golf with a nun.
At the 1st tee, he swings wildly. "Dammit," he says, "I missed!"
The nun frowns.
The drunk swings a second time... and misses again. "Dammit! I missed."
The nun looks stern... but says nothing.
One more swing -- one more miss -- one more, "Dammit! I missed."
This time the nun coughs, and says, "Sir, should you contunue to use foul language, the heavens may open up... the Good Lord may strike you down with a thunder bolt."
The drunk stands quiet for a monent, than addresses the ball again, swings... and misses. "DAMMIT! I missed."
The heaven split asunder. A lightning bolt comes down and kills... the nun.
A mighty voice rings through the universe: "DAMMIT! I MISSED!"
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