A priest and a nun were out golfing together.
On the first hole, the priest swings… and completely misses.
“Damn it, I missed!” he mutters.
The nun gently says, “Father, please watch your language.”
On the next hole, he swings again… and misses again.
“Damn it, I missed!”
The nun looks a bit more concerned. “Father, really, you shouldn’t speak like that.”
Third hole… same thing.
“Damn it, I missed!”
The nun raises her eyes to the sky and says, “Lord, if he keeps using that language, please punish him.”
Suddenly, lightning strikes—and hits the nun!
A voice from above booms:
“Damn it… I missed.” 😄
