So Jim goes to confession and tells his priest that he swore.
The priest asks how this came to be.
Jim says he was golfing and hit a drive that was easily going to be 250 yards. But it hit a telephone wire and dropped.
"So that's when you swore?" asked the priest.
"No," says Jim. "A squirrel ran out of the woods and picked up the ball and ran back towards the woods."
"So that's when you swore?" asked the priest.
"No," says Jim. "A hawk swooped down and snatched up the squirrel and flew off."
"So then?" asked the priest.
"No," said Jim. "The squirrel dropped the ball. It bounced off a rock, Then bounced off a tree limb. Then bounced down an incline, hit another rock and bounced over the sand trap, onto the green and came to a stop six inches from the cup!" said Jim.
"So," said the priest, "You missed the @#$%^& PUTT?!?!"