A nun goes golfing...

*[I was playing a round of golf the other day with a fellow who asked me if I knew any golf jokes. When I replied that I did not, he said you should always have a golf joke or two in your repertoire. I asked him for a joke then, and he told me this one. I now have one in my repertoire, and so will you.]*

A nun takes a day off from the convent and goes to play a round of golf. She returns later and goes up to the Mother Superior and asks for a confession.

"What do you need to confess?" the MS asks.

"Mother, I have sinned by repeatedly cursing and taking the Lord's name in vain," the nun replied.

So the MS says, "Tell me what happened."

"Well," the nun begins, "I was playing 18 holes of golf and was doing rather well. I was on the final hole and teed off. The shot was perfect and flew right towards the green, but as it approached, a gust of wind came out of nowhere and caused a tree limb to bend down and stop the ball."

"Ah yes," the MS says, nodding sagely, "I can see how that would cause you to sin in such a way."

The nun shook her head. "No Mother, that didn't cause me to curse; it was what happened next. As the ball was falling, a bird swooped in and the ball bounced off its back and landed several feet away from the green."

"Why would that cause you to curse and take the Lord's name in vain, sister?"

"It didn't," the nun replied, "It was what happened next. As the ball came to rest near the green, a small rabbit dashed out of the grass and grabbed my ball in its mouth and dropped it a foot away from the hole."

"My word!" the MS gasped. "Now that certainly did not cause you to curse!"

"No, Mother," the nun said quietly and hung her head in shame. "It was what happened next."

"Ah. You missed the fuckin' putt."