Toward the end of the golf course, Harry and Fred both played poor shots. Harry somehow managed to hit his ball into the woods, finding it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups.
Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch. All of a sudden, POOF!, 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? I'm so angry you won't have any butter for your toast for a month..... as a matter of fact, you won't have any butter for your toast for a year!" THEN POOF!....she was gone.
After Harry got a hold of himself, he hollered for his friend, Fred. "Fred, where are you?"
Fred yells back, "I'm over here, by the Pussy Willows."
Harry yells back......"DON'T SWING FRED!!!" "For God sake, DON'T SWING!!"
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