Golf Ball in the Buttercups The other day I was out playing some golf and my ball landed on the rough in a patch of buttercups. As I lifted my club in the air I heard a faint voice, Please dont hurt my buttercups, buttercups. I lowered my club and took a quick glance back and forth to make sure that I was alone. Satisfied that I was alone, I began to raise my club and again came the same voice, this time a bit louder, Please dont hurt my buttercups, buttercups. This time I was so sure of the voice that I spoke aloud, Hello, is someone out there. No sooner than I had finished speaking a tiny fairy appeared before me. I am the forest fairy, if you dont hurt my buttercups then Ill give you all the butter you could want for the rest of your life. and so I replied, Where the hell were you when I was in the pussywillows?
Posted on: Tue, 02 Sep 2014 14:02:09 +0000