A priest and a businessman are playing a round of golf...

They go and tee up for the first hole, and on the very first shot the businessman sends it flying off into the woods.

And he says "Crap, I missed"

And the priest says, "Do not curse my son, or the lord's wrath shall be upon you."

The businessman grumbles and agrees and they go through the next few holes without a problem, then on the 7th hole they come to a pond. The businessman goes, lines up his shot, and sends it straight into the water.

And he says "Dammit, I missed."

And the priest shakes his head and says "I'm warning you my son, you must stop your cursing or the lord's wrath shall be upon you."

The businessman brushes him off again and for the next few holes everything is fine. Then they finally reach the very last hole, the businessman just needs to sink a 9 foot putt if he wants to win. So he goes, lines up the shot. And misses.

And he throws his putter and shouts "Shit, I missed"

Suddenly a bolt of lightning comes from the clear blue sky and fries the priest to ashes, and a great voice comes booming from the heavens and it says.

"Fuck, I missed!"