This man goes to confession and asks his father for forgiveness because he has sinned.
A man says he uttered the “F word” over the weekend when a priest asked if he wanted to confess his sins.
“Then say three Zdravas and try to be careful with your language,” replies the priest. In response, the man says he wants to admit the reason he said the “F word”.
With a sigh, the priest signals for him to continue. Well, Dad, instead of going, I spent Sunday afternoon playing golf with my friends.
The man replied, “No, that was not why I swore,” to the priest’s statement, “And you got angry about it.” I made a mistake and hit my drive left into the trees on the first tee.
And at that moment the priest answered, you have sworn.
“No, it wasn’t,” the man said, sounding a little irritated by the frequent interruptions.
I realized that my ball had bounced happily and as I went down the fairway I had a clean shot on the green. But before I could hit the ball, a squirrel ran by, grabbed it, and climbed a tree. “That’s when you said the ‘F. word,'” asked the priest.
The individual said, “No, for an eagle flew by and caught the squire in his fragment of aloe, which flew away.”
“Was that when you swore?” asked the priest breathlessly.
The individual said, “No, because an eagle flew across the arena and a dying squirrel dropped my golf ball and it landed within 5 inches of the hole.” “Don’t tell me you missed a f…ing putt!” said the priest.
This humorous story, with its unexpected twists, serves as a light-hearted reminder of how our emotions can get the best of us even in the most extraordinary situations. What begins as a confession about uttering a simple curse turns into a wild tale of lucky bounces, animals, and an incredible sequence of events that will test one’s patience on the golf course.
The initially calm and composed priest finds himself increasingly drawn into the story and equally intrigued by the man’s golf mishap. Ultimately, the priest is overcome by his frustration, which prompts him to respond in a way that mirrors the man’s initial transgression—blurring the line between confession and conversation, as even the most patient of us can relate to a moment of shared exasperation. Not only does the story’s conclusion bring the humor full circle, but it also highlights how easily we can get caught up in life’s petty frustrations, even when we’re trying to stay level-headed. It subtly pokes fun at human nature, showing that no matter how level-headed we want to be, certain situations—especially those involving a perfectly placed golf ball—can cause even the most reserved of individuals to lose their cool. Ultimately, it’s a story about the shared humanity of our frustrations, and how sometimes even those we look to for guidance aren’t immune to a well-placed “F-word.”