Censors strike again!

Oopsie, apparently I have done it again. The censors feel that my use of the f-bomb is a bit out of character for me and that I was just using it to be cool or sumpin. But I'm here to tell you that I know that no matter how hard I try, I will never truly be cool. So if I use f-this and f-that it is as a sentence enhancer only. In the future I will try to curb my enthusiasm and save the f-bomb for when it can truly be appreciated.

My g-rated joke of the day:


Golfing Preacher
There was a preacher who was an avid golfer. Every chance that he could get, hecould be found on the golf course swinging away.
On one particular Sunday it turned out to be a picture perfect day for golfing. The sun was shining, the temperature was just right and there was very little wind. The preacher was in a quandary and wasn't sure what to do....play golf or give the Sunday service. The urge to play golf overcame him and he called in his assistant to take care of the Sunday service for him. The preacher packed up his car and drove 3 hours to a course where no one would recognize him.
An angel above was watching the preacher and was quite perturbed. The angel went to God and said, "look at the preacher. He should punished for what he is doing." God nodded in agreement.
All alone but enjoying it immensely, the preacher teed up on the first hole. He swung at the ball and hit a perfect drive. The ball ripped through the still air straight as an arrow and 400 yards later it landed the green where it gently rolled into the cup. A tremendous hole in one!
The preacher was amazed and excited. The angel was in shock. The angel turned to God and said, "Begging your pardon, but I thought that you were going to punish him?"
God smiled and said, "I did....think about it....who can he tell about this?

The g jokes are getting better.