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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 who knows nothing about golf, greets him with a typical Irish manner completely unaware of who the golfing pro is -
"Top of the morning 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? says the attendant.
"They're called trees" replies Tiger
"Well, what on earth are the for" inquiries the attendant
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving" says Tiger
"F**k**g Jas*s says the Irishman, "BMW thinks of everthing"
Pelican
The pump attendant, obviously who knows nothing about golf, greets him with a typical Irish manner completely unaware of who the golfing pro is -
"Top of the morning 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? says the attendant.
"They're called trees" replies Tiger
"Well, what on earth are the for" inquiries the attendant
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving" says Tiger
"F**k**g Jas*s says the Irishman, "BMW thinks of everthing"
Pelican