Butterless breakfasts and a willow warning

Two friends were playing golf.

On the tee, Jack hit his shot way left of the fairway into some buttercups.

Bob proceeded to hit his shot, and his ball went way off to the right into some tall grass.

Jack eventually found his ball and took a big swing, scything through the buttercups.

Suddenly, with a puff of magic, a fairy appeared!

She said, “I’m Mother Nature, and I’m very upset with you for damaging my beautiful buttercups!

As punishment, you’ll have no butter for your toast for an entire year!”

With another puff, she disappeared.

Jack, completely shocked, shouted, “Bob! Bob! Get over here!”

Bob called back, “I’m coming, just finishing my shot!”

Jack yelled again, “Where are you?”

Bob answered, “In the cattails!”

Jack paused, then shouted urgently, “For the love of all that’s good, leave them alone!”