A priest and a nun were out golfing together.
On the first hole, the priest swings⌠and completely misses.
âDamn it, I missed!â he mutters.
The nun gently says, âFather, please watch your language.â
On the next hole, he swings again⌠and misses again.
âDamn it, I missed!â
The nun looks a bit more concerned. âFather, really, you shouldnât speak like that.â
Third hole⌠same thing.
âDamn it, I missed!â
The nun raises her eyes to the sky and says, âLord, if he keeps using that language, please punish him.â
Suddenly, lightning strikesâand hits the nun!
A voice from above booms:
âDamn it⌠I missed.â đ











