On a golf tour in Ireland Tiger Woods drives his Volvo into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside.
The attendant at the pump greets him in a typical Irish completely unaware of who the golfing pro is.
- "Top of the morning' to yer, sir" says the attendant.
Tiger nods a quick "hello" and bends forward to pick up the pump nozzle.
As he does so two tees (="peggs") fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground.
- "What are dey den, son?" asks the attendant.
- "They´re called tees" replies Tiger.
- "Well, what on de good earth are dey for?" inquires the Irishman.
- "They´re for resting my balls on when I´m driving", says Tiger.
- "Fecking Jaysus", says the Irishman, "Dem boys at Volvo think of everything!"
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