Hilda and Gertrude were out one beautiful Sunday afternoon,for their weekly golf outing. They were both playing the games of their lives. After playing the front 9 they stopped at the clubhouse for a quick drink and for Hilda to make a "pit stop".

 The ladies continued to play well on the back 9 shooting well below their handicaps. Alas when they reached the 15th hole Gertrude was gripped by an undeniable urgency to relive herself. Being a women of refinment and grace, the thought of making a pee pee in the woods was apalling. Unfortunatly being so far away from the proper facilities, she was faced with the dilemma that she would never make it.

 Hilda pointed out a discreet spot just 20 yds away under a giant elm that would shield her friend from any prying eyes.

 Gertrude made it to the tree,hiked up her skirt, dropped her skivies and "let fly" if you will.

 About 6 feet below the ground,lived Willie the worm and his best freind Sluggo. It was at about this time that Sluggo informed Willie it was his turn to go to the surface and check the weather. Willie, being a dutiful friend complied and slowly wriggled his way to the surface.

 As chance would have it, Willie had the misfortune of breaking the surface smack dab between the legs of Gertrude and was greeted with a torrential golden shower.

 Willie was forced to retreat back into his worm hole. When he made it back to Sluggo, his friend eyed him with some concern. "What in the name of God happened to you Willie?",asked his pal.

 Willie looked at his friend and said " I don't know buddy, but I'll tell you what. We're not going back up there for a while"

 Sluggo asked,"why not"?

 Willie replied "It's raining so hard up there,the birds are building their nests upside down"!