Toward the end of the golf course, Dave somehow managed to hit his
>>ball
>>into the woods finding 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 and
>>puff of
>>smoke, a little old woman appeared. She said, "I am Mother Nature!
>>Do you
>>know how long it took me to make those buttercups? Just for that,
>>you will
>>not have any butter for your popcorn for the rest of your life;
>>better
>>still, you will not have any butter for your toast for the rest of
>>your
>>life..... as a matter of fact, you will not have any butter for
>>anything
>>the rest of your life!" THEN POOF....she was gone. After Dave got a
>>hold
>>of himself, he hollered to his friend, Fred. "Fred, where are you?
>>Fred
>>yells back, "I am over here, in the pussywillows." Dave yells
>>back......
>>"DO NOT SWING FRED!!! For God sake, DO NOT SWING!!!"
>>