Golfing troubles

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Toward the end of the golf course, Harry 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, 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 a matter of fact, you
won't have any butter for anything 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 pussywillow."

Harry yells back......"DON'T SWING FRED!!!" "For God sake,

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