A NUN SWEARS LOUDLY UN THE GULF CURSE BUT

HER EXPLANATION WHY IS PURE BOLD.


A nun walks into Mother Superior’s office and

plunks down into a chair. She lets out a sigh

heavy with frustration.


’What troubles you, Sister?’asked the Mother Su-

superior. ’I thought this was the day you spent with

your family.’


'It was/sighed the Sister. ’And 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.’


’I seem to recall that/the Mother Superior agreed.

'So I take it your day of recreation was not relax-

ing?’


'Far from it,’snorted the Sister. ’In fact, I even took

the Lord’s name in vain today!’


'Goodness, Sister!’gasped the Mother Superior,

astonished.’You must tell me all about it!’


'Well, we were on the fifth tee... and this hole is a

monster, Mother — 540 yard Par 5, with a nasty

dogleg right and a hidden green... and I hit the

drive of my life. | creamed it.The sweetest swing I

ever made.


And it’s flying straight and true, right along the

line I wanted... and it hits a bird in mid-flight !’