Towards the end of the golf course, the Chief hit his ball into the woods and found it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups. Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch..
All of a sudden...
… POOF …
In a flash of puff and smoke, a little old woman appeared. She said…
"I'm Mother Nature! Do you know how long it took me to make those buttercups?”
The Chief stands there abruptly stunned not knowing what to say…
“Just for doing what you have done, you won't have any butter for your popcorn for 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'll never have any butter for anything the rest of your life!"
… POOF! …
And she was gone!
After Chief recovered from the shock, he hollered for his golf budd, the Master Chief…
"Master Chief, where are you?"
Master Chief yells back…
"I'm over here in the pussy willows!!!"
Chief shouts back…
“DON'T SWING MASTER CHIEF; FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON'T SWING!!!”
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