Yellow Buttercups

The golf course toward the end of Harry managed somehow to hit his ball into forests. He found it patch pretty yellow buttercups. Attempts to get his ball play, he ended up buttercup trashing almost every patch.

All of a sudden … POOF! Flash and smoke puff appeared only a little old woman. He said,

"I am the mother nature! You know how long it took me to make these buttercups? A longer duration for compulsory military service, you do not need anything for your own popcorn, butter and concentrated butter for use in your life; the rest of the better and the deposit facility will remain unchanged; You do not need anything in your own toast, butter and concentrated butter for the life of ... as for the rest of the facts of the case, you do not need anything at the end of your life, all you have to do is nothing! "

THEN PUUF! . . . . He was gone.

When Harry was itself a hold, he hollered his friend

"Fred, which you can?"

Fred yells, "I am here, pussy willows through."

Harry yells back … …

"DO NOT SWING JUHA!!! DO NOT SWING THE LINE OF "

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Yellow Buttercups

Joke of the Day Posted on | December 23, 2010 | No Comments

Toward the end of the golf course, Harry somehow managed to hit his ball into the woods. He found it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups. Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up trashing just about every buttercup in the patch.

All of a sudden …POOF! In a flash and puff of smoke, a little old woman appeared. She said,

“I’m Mother Nature! Do you know how long it took me to make those buttercups? Just for that, you won’t have any butter for your popcorn the rest of your life; better still; you won’t have any butter for your toast for the rest of your life . . . . . As a matter of fact, you won’t have any butter for anything the rest of your life!”

THEN POOF! . . . . she was gone.

After Harry got a hold of himself, he hollered for his friend,

“Fred,where are you?”

Fred yells back, “I’m over here, in the pussy willows.”

Harry yells back……

“DON’T SWING FRED!!! DON’T SWING!!!!!”

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