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July 05, 2003
Tiger in Ireland
[Thanks Jivha!]
On a golf tour in Ireland, Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The attendant at the pump 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, son?" asks the attendant. "They're called tees" replies Tiger.
"Well, what on the God's earth are they for?" inquires the Irishman.
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving," says Tiger.
"Jaysus," says the Irishman, "BMW thinks of everything."
Posted by Peskie at July 5, 2003 12:00 PM
Comments
HEH HEH.
"BMW thinks of everything."
Posted by: Paul Jané at July 12, 2003 03:07 AM
