The minister was on the golf course when he heard a duffer, deep in a sand trap, let loose a stream of profanity. "I have often noticed," chided the minister, "that the best golfers are not addicted to the use of foul language."
"Of course not," screamed the man. "What do they have to swear about? I, on the other hand, just knocked off a toenail while my ball just landed in another sand trap."