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 obviously knows nothing about golf, greeting him in a
typical Irish manner completely unaware of the identity of the
Tap 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 good earth are they for?" inquires the
They' re far resting my balls on when I' m driving," says Tiger,
Feckin Jaysus," says the Irish man, "BMW thinks of everything!"