On a golf tour in Ireland, Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a
petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside.
The pump attendant, who obviously knows nothing about golf,
greets him in a typical Irish manner completely unaware of
who the golfing pro is. "Top of the mornin' to yer, sir,"
says the attendant.
Tiger nods a quick hello and bends forward to pick up the
nozzle.
As he does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto
the ground.
"What are those?" asks the attendant.
"They're called tees," replies Tiger.
"Well, what on the god's earth are dey for?" inquires the
Irishman.
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving," says
Tiger.
"Fookin Jaysus," says the Irishman. "BMW thinks of
everything."
Reply With Quote
Bookmarks