BUTTERCUPS
Toward the end of the golf course, Harry somehow managed to hit his ball onto woods finding it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups.
Trying to get his ball back into play, he ended up thrashing 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 for the rest of your life!”
Then poof, she was gone.
After Harry got a hold of himself, he hollered for his friend, Fred. ”Fred where are you?”
Fred yells back,” I’m over here in the Pussywillows .”
Harry yells back, ” Don’t swing Fred, for God sake, don’t swing!”
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Tania ! Hahahaha !
haha nmod…Thank you.
Oh no cant do with out that Fred lhehehe loved it tani xxxx
Thank you mac lol xx
hahaha brilliant!
Thank you Roseanne…
Nice one, Tania. I had a good laugh. x
Thank you merver….x
You are a very naughty girl!
But like everyone else I suspect, I laughed too
ha ha Way, I bet you did.
Hahahahahaha, Tania!!!! 😮
Thank you Pam !!!
Been there done that!!! Haha
haha I bet Tom LOL