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GOLF CAN BE DANGEROUS
On the 16th hole of the golf course, Fred had hit his ball into the woods. Harry, his partner, had laughed and poked fun, but then somehow managed to hit his own ball into the woods, just a few yards beyond.
Fred hunted for a long time, getting angrier every minute. Finally, in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups, he found his ball. Instead of just continuing the game, he took his club and thrashed every single buttercup in that patch.
Suddenly, 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 that, u won't have any butter for ur popcorn the rest of ur life. Better still, u won't have any butter for ur toast for the rest of ur life. As a matter of fact, u won't have any butter for ANYTHING the rest of ur life!" Then POOF!...she was gone.
After Fred got hold of himself, he hollered for his friend, "Harry! Harry! Where are u?"
Harry yelled, "I'm over here, in the pussywillows."
Fred screamed back, "Don't swing! For heaven's sake, DON'T SWING!!"
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