Defeating Mouth From The Victory of Snatch

On the approach to the 18th hole, Mailer sliced the ball into the woods and finally found it in a patch of prodigious yellow buttercups.

Trying to get the ball back onto the fairway, he ended up thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch.

All of a sudden--POOF!!

In a flash and puff of smoke, a little old lady appeared.

She said: "I'm Mother Nature! Do you know how long it took me to design those buttercups? Just for doing what you have done, you won't have any butter for your popcorn for the rest of your life. Better yet, you also won't have any butter for your toast for the rest of your life. Come to think of it, you sonofabitch, you'll never have any butter on ANYTHING AT ALL for the rest of your goddamned life!!!"

Then POOF! She was gone!

After Mailer had recovered from the shock, he hollered to his friend: "Ed, where are you?"

Ed: "I'm over here!! In the pussy willows!!"

Mailer: "DON'T SWING, ED!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON'T SWING!!!"