There once were this wife and her husband playing golf. They both hit their balls at the same time. Their balls went off in different directions. When the wife found her ball, it was right in the middle of the buttercups. She hit the ball and destroyed the beautiful flowers. So, Mother Nature came down and said, "Since you have destroyed my buttercups, you will hate the taste of butter for the rest of your life."

She was devastated. Then she called over to her husband, "Where did your ball land?" And he said, "In a pile of pussywillows!"

As he was about to hit it she shouted, "DON'T HIT THE BALL! PLEASE DON'T HIT THE BALL!"