Tiger Woods drives his huge Volvo into a garage in Cork, on his tour of Ireland.
The attendant at the pump greets him in a typical Cork manner, unaware of who the golf pro is...
"Top o' the mornin' to ya, sor"
Tiger Woods bends down to pick up the pump, but two tees fall out of his top pocket onto the ground.
"What are dey, son?" says the attendant.
"They're called tees" replies Tiger .
"What're dey fur?" enquires the Cork man.
"They're for resting my balls on while I'm drivin'" says Tiger Woods.
"Jaysus", says the Cork man, "Dem boys at Volvo tink of foockin' everyting!!!"
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