Father Murphy was playing golf with a parishioner.
On the first hole, he sliced into the rough.
The parishioner heard Father Murphy mutter, “Hoover!
” under his breath.
On the second hole, the ball went straight into a water hazard.
“Hoover!
” again, a little louder this time.
On the third hole, a miracle occurred and Father Murphy’s drive landed on the green only six inches from the hole!
“Praise be to God!
”
He carefully lined up the putt, but the ball curved around the hole instead of going in.
“HOOVER!
”
By this time, the parishioner couldn’t withhold his curiosity any longer, and asked the priest, “Why do you say Hoover?”
“It’s the biggest dam I know,” he replied.
