It's a wonder God himself didn't strike that ass clown down with a bolt of lightning.
Two pastors went out for a round of golf. One of the pastors was putting poorly and kept saying, "Dammit, I missed!" when a put went awry. The other pastor kept remonstrating the he really should not use such coarse language. Finally they came to the 18th hole, and the pastor's put went astray. "Dammit, I missed!" A second tater, lightning struck 10 feet away and a loud voice boomed,
DAMMIT, I missed!