Catholic priest and a nun were taking a rare afternoon off and enjoying a round of golf. The priest atepped up to the first tee and took a mighty swing. He missed the ball entirely and said "Shit, I missed."
The good Sister told him to watch his language.
On his next swing, he missed again. "Shit, I missed."
"Father, I'm not going to play with you if you keep swearing," the nun said tartly.
The priest promised to do better and the round ontinued. On the 4th tee, he missed again. The usual comment followed.
Sister was really mad now and said, "Father John, God is going to strike you dead if you keep swearing like that."
On the next tee, Father John swung and missed again. "Shit, I missed."
A terrible rumble was heard and a gigantic bolt of lightning came out of the sky and struck Sister Marie dead in her tracks.
And from the sky came a booming voice ....
"Shit, I missed."
