Moses and Jesus were in a threesome playing golf one day. Moses pulls up to
the tee and drives a long one. The ball lands on the fairway, but rolls directly
toward the water hazard. Quickly, Moses raises his club, the water parts, and
the ball rolls to the other side, safe and sound.

Next, Jesus strolls up to the tee and hits a nice long one directly toward
the same water hazard. It lands right in the center of the pond and kind of
hovers over the water. Jesus casually walks out onto the pond and chips the ball
onto the green.

The third guy gets up and sort of randomly whacks the ball. It heads out over
the fence, into oncoming traffic on a nearby street. It bounces off a truck and
hits a nearby tree. From there it bounces onto the roof of a shack close by and
rolls down the gutter, down the drain spout, out onto the fairway and straight
toward the aforementioned pond. On the way to the pond, the ball hits a little
stone and bounces out over the water onto a lilypad, where it rests quietly.
Suddenly a very large bullfrog jumps on the lilypad and snatches the ball into
his mouth. Just then, an eagle swoops down and grabs the frog and flies away. As
they pass over the green, the frog squeals with fright and drops the ball, which
bounces right into the cup for a hole in one.

Moses turns to Jesus and says, “I hate playing with your Dad.”