Tiger's BMW

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 pocked onto the ground.

"What are those?" asks the attendant.

"They're called tees" replies Tiger.

"Well what on God's earth are dey for?" inquires the Irishman.

"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving" says Tiger.

"Fook me" says the Irishman, "BMW thinks of everything"

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