Ryder Cup
Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside.
The pump attendant who obviously knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish manner completely unaware of who the golf 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 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.”
heeheee…i like that one…
Jackie sent me…(sounds like a password to get into an exclusive club)
Great fookin joke!
Mind if I borrow it for my blog?
No problem. Feel free to use anything on this site. Bar some of the pics of the girlfriend in the Gallery ;-). All I’d ask is that you link back to my site.
Thanks for the use of the material. It’s been posted at Pull My Finger….
Feel free to visit, and please do help yourself to any material you see. And as in your case, a link back to me would be nice! ;)