On his tour of Ireland, Tiger Woods drives his Volvo into a petrol station in Cork The attendant at the pump greets him in a typical Cork manner, completely unaware of who he was talking to...
Top of the morning to you, etc., etc...."
Tiger Woods bends down to pick up the pump, and two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground.
"What are dey son?" says the attendant.
"They're called tees." replies Tiger Woods
"What're dey for?" inquiries the Cork man
"They're for resting my balls on while I'm driving." says Tiger.
"Jaysus", says the Cork man, "Dem fellas at Volvo tink of fookin' everyting!"
