By Mona Goldwater, Folk tales Ed.
[quarried from several Internet sites; author/originator unknown]
Jesus and Saint Peter are golfing.
St. Peter steps up to the tee on a par three and hits one long and straight. It reaches the green.
Jesus is up next. He slices it. The ball heads over the fence into traffic on an adjacent street. Bounces off a truck, onto the roof of a nearby shack and into the rain gutter, down the drain spout and onto a lily pad at the edge of a lake. A frog jumps up and snatches the ball in his mouth. An eagle swoops down and grabs the frog. As the eagle flies over the green, the frog croaks and drops the ball. It’s in the hole.
Saint Peter looks at Jesus, exasperated. “Are you gonna play golf?” he asks “or are you just gonna f*** around?”