| Golf Ball in the Buttercups
The other
day I was out playing some golf and my ball landed on the rough in a patch of
buttercups. As I lifted my club in the air I heard a faint voice, "Please don't
hurt my buttercups, buttercups."
I lowered my club and took a quick glance
back and forth to make sure that I was alone. Satisfied that I was alone, I began
to raise my club and again came the same voice, this time a bit louder, "Please
don't hurt my buttercups, buttercups."
This time I was so sure of the
voice that I spoke aloud, "Hello, is someone out there." No sooner than I had
finished speaking a tiny fairy appeared before me. "I am the forest fairy, if
you don't hurt my buttercups then I'll give you all the butter you could want
for the rest of your life." and so I replied, "Where the hell where you when I
was in the pussywillows?" |
