There are two guys that are golfing, and both hit their balls way off into the rough. They decide to go find their balls and meet back on the fareway later. The first guy is pretty sure that he hit his into a big patch of buttercups, so he goes over and starts beating through the flowers with his club. All of a sudden, an angel comes down from heaven and tells him that he can never have butter again for ruining one of god's beautiful creations in that manner. The guy doesn't care and goes back to tell his friend what happened. His friend says:
"You think that's bad? I hit my ball into the pussywillows."
