A nun is sitting with her Mother Superior chatting. "I used some
horrible language this week and feel absolutely terrible about it."
"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder. "Well, I was
golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to go
over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging over the
fairway and fell straight down to the ground after going only about 100
yards." "Is that when you swore?" "No, Mother," says the nun. "After
that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth
and began to run away." "Is THAT when you swore?" asks the Mother
Superior again. "Well, no." says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was
running, an eagle came down out of the sky, grabbed the squirrel in his
talons and began to fly away!" "Is THAT when you swore?" asks the amazed
elder nun. "No, not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its
claws, it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball." "Did
you swear THEN?" asked Mother Superior, becoming impatient. "No, because
the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the
green and stopped about six inches from the hole." The two nuns were
silent for a moment. Then Mother Superior sighed and said, "You missed
the f*cking putt, didn't you?

LOL, that seems about right

LOL!!!