A priest and a nun were out golfing together.
On the first hole, the priest swings⦠and completely misses.
āDamn it, I missed!ā he mutters.
The nun gently says, āFather, please watch your language.ā
On the next hole, he swings again⦠and misses again.
āDamn it, I missed!ā
The nun looks a bit more concerned. āFather, really, you shouldnāt speak like that.ā
Third hole⦠same thing.
āDamn it, I missed!ā
The nun raises her eyes to the sky and says, āLord, if he keeps using that language, please punish him.ā
Suddenly, lightning strikesāand hits the nun!
A voice from above booms:
āDamn it⦠I missed.ā š











