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Iron
A rather good
golf junkie who happens to be a priest is on the 18th hole and has about a 200
yard approach shot to the green. He drags out his 1-iron, and starts to swing
at the ball. Suddenly, the clouds overhead let out a flash of lightning and
a massive roll of thunder, shattering a tree some 3 hundred yards east, and
the rain begins pouring down in a blinding sheet.
The distraction
causes him to hook the shot badly out of bounds. He waves his 1-iron at the
clouds, screaming and yelling and cursing God. His caddy runs up, grabs his
club arm and yanks it down, yelling ``Are you crazy? You don't wave a club around
like that in a thunderstorm!'' The priest looks at his caddy and says
``Phhhhhtt. Not
even God can hit a 1-iron!''.
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