BMW Thinks of Everything

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 knows nothing about golf, 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? - asks the attendant.

- They're called tees - replies Tiger.

- Well, what on the god's earth are dey for? - inquires the Irishman.

- They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving - says Tiger.

- Fookin Jaysus - says the Irishman - BMW thinks of everything!