Toward the end of his game of golf, about halfway along the 17th fairway, Harry somehow managed to hit his ball into the woods.
After a lot of searching, 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 to him “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”.
The old woman continued, “What’s more, 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, suddenly 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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