Taking a wee break from the golf circuit, Tiger Woods drives his new Buick to an Irish gas station. The attendant greets him in typical Irish manner, unaware who the golf pro is “Top o’ the morning, shall I filler er up?”
Tiger nods yes and gets out of the car and two tees fall out of his pocket.
“So what are those, son?” asks the attendant.
“They’re called tees,” replies Tiger.
And what would ya be usin ’em for, now?” inquires the Irishman.
“Well, they’re for resting my balls on when I drive,” replies Tiger.
“Jaysus, Mary and Joseph!” exclaims the Irish attendant. “Those fellas at Buick think of everything”.