A rich john invited his priest to play a round of golf in his big mansion on the 8th.
As they talk away and enjoy their game, the john missed his target as the golf ball landed slightly on the left. As he realize his error, the john than cried "Oh F@!CK, I missed!!". Hearing that, the priest got irretated, than nicely said "my dear son, God gave you the gift of speach was for you to share your happiness and joy, not cursing around."
From hearing that, the john apologised to the priest and went on with their game.
The week after, the priest went to the john's house to play their usual game of golf. And once more, the man cried out curse words while he misses his target. This time, the priest angrily claimed "my dear son, once more such language, God will strike you with his wrath, a bolt of lighting will hit you as punishment."
From hearing such thing, the john apologised and went on with their game of golf.
For the next few weeks, the priest noticed that the john never tried to become a better man by swearing less. Like any other time, while the john miss, he would curse his lungs out. One day, a bolt of lightning striking from the sky, hit the priest, killing him. Than, a voice form the sky cried "Oh F@!CK!! I missed!"