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Golf joke (might possibly be a wee bit offensive), CYBERSLAYER.co.uk - jokes
This guy is a bad golfer. He has a nasty slice, which he's working on.
Today, he overcompensates and hooks badly off the tee.
After much searching of the rough on the left of the fairway he finally
locates his ball sitting in the middle of a bed of buttercups. Well, he
thinks, gotta play it where it lies.
So he stands amid the buttercups and starts whacking away. The
buttercups are flying this way and that when suddenly there is a clap of
thunder and a brilliant flash of light, and a woman appears before him
dressed in a filmy white gown, her hair woven with flowers.
'Who are you?' the man asks.
'I'm Mother Nature,' the woman says, 'And it's not nice to mess with
Mother Nature! I saw you messing up my buttercups and I decided to appear
here and punish you. For one year, you may not have any butter. I have
spoken.'
The man wipes a hand across his brow. 'Whew', he says, 'that's a
relief!'
'Didn't you hear me, Mister?' the woman says, 'I said that for the next
year you can't have any butter! None at all! It's your punishment!'
'Lady, you don't understand,' the man replies. Today I hooked, but
usually I slice. If I had sliced today, the ball would be over on the
other side of the fairway. In the pussy-willows!'