On a golf tour in IRELAND, Tiger Woods was taking a look around. He drove his BMW into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside.
The pump attendant who obviously knew nothing about golf greeted him in typical Irish manner, completely unaware of who the golf pro was.
"Top of the mornin to yer, sir" said the attendant.
Tiger nodded a quick 'hello' and bent forward into the boot to get his credit card from his bag. As he did so, two tees fell out of his shirt pocket onto the ground.
"What are those", asked the attendant.
"They're called tees" replied Tiger.
"Well, what on God's earth are dey for." inquired the Irishman.
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving", said Tiger.
"Fookin Jaysus", said the Irishman, "BMW tinks of everyting