Tiger Woods drives his Volvo into a Petrol Station in Cork, during his tour of Ireland. The attendant at the pump greets him in a typical Irish manner, unaware as to who the golf pro is.
“Top o’ the morning to you, young fella!”
As Tiger leans over to get out of the car, two tees fall out of his top pocket onto the ground.
“What are dey, son?” asks the attendant.
“They’re called ‘tees’ ”, replies Tiger Woods.
“And what would dey be for then?” inquires the Irish man.
“They’re for resting my balls on while I’m driving,” says Tiger.
“Jaysus!” says the Irish man, “Dem boys at Volvo just tink of everyting.”
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