Golfin nut
Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 6:11 pm
Tiger Woods was on holiday in Ireland and driving through the back blocks when he came to a small town in the hills. As he was low on fuel he pulled his BMW into the local gas station to fill up.
The old gas station attendant knows nothing about golf and greets Tiger in the typical country Ireland fashion, not knowing who the golf professional was.
As Tiger leans forward to put pick up the nozzle, two tees fall out of his pocket onto the ground. As Tiger bends down to pick them up the old fella asked, " What be those things young fella?
Tiger replies, " They're called tees, I rest my balls on them when I drive."
The old fella looks stunned and says," Jaysus bluddy hell, don't BMW think of every comfort."
The old gas station attendant knows nothing about golf and greets Tiger in the typical country Ireland fashion, not knowing who the golf professional was.
As Tiger leans forward to put pick up the nozzle, two tees fall out of his pocket onto the ground. As Tiger bends down to pick them up the old fella asked, " What be those things young fella?
Tiger replies, " They're called tees, I rest my balls on them when I drive."
The old fella looks stunned and says," Jaysus bluddy hell, don't BMW think of every comfort."
