Skipping Church

Father Norton, on awaking on a Sunday morning and realizing what an exceptionally beautiful and sunny early spring day it was ...

... decided that he just *had* to play golf!

So ... calling the Associate Priest, he said that he was feeling some under the weather, and persauded him to say Mass for him that day.

As soon as the Associate Priest left the room, Father Norton headed out of town to a golf course about 40 miles away. One learns things with experience ... and he was sure that he wouldn't accidentally meet anyone that he knew from the parish.

Setting up on the first tee - he was alone: after all, it was Sunday morning and everyone else was in church. [[This story seems to have developed some grey hairs]].

At about this time, Saint Peter, while looking down from the heavens, leaned over to the Lord and exclaimed, "You're not going to let him get away with this, are you?".

The Lord sighed and said, "No, I guess not".

Just then, Father Norton hit the ball a mighty smash ... and it flew straight towards the green, fell on it ... and headed straight towards the pin, rolled slowly up ... and fell into the hole!

It was a 420 yeard HOLE_IN_ONE!!

St. Peter was astonished!

He looked at the Lord and asked, Why did you let him do that?"!

Smiling, the Lord replied, "Who's he going to tell?"!