Mother Superior

A nun is with her Mother Superior chatting. "I used some horrible language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it."

"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder.

"Well I was golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to go over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging over the fairway and fell straight down to the ground after going about 100 yards."

"Is that when you swore?"

"No Mother," says the nun. "After that a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in his mouth and began to run away."

"Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother Superior.

"Well, no." says the nun. "You see as the squirrel was running an eagle came down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to fly away."

"Did you swear THEN?" asks the Mother Superior, becoming impatient.

"No, because the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green and stopped six inches from the hole." The two nuns are silent for a moment.

Then Mother Superior sighs and says, "You missed the f*****g putt, didn't you?"