Ég er ekki alveg viss hvort að þessi hafi verið settur inn hérna áður, en here it goes…


So, Tiger Woods drives his huge Volvo into a Petrol Park Station in County
Cork, on his tour of Ireland. The attendant at the pump greets him in a
typical Cork manner, unaware as to who the golf pro is.

“Top of the mornin' to ya,” etc., etc.

Tiger Woods bends down to pick up the pump, and two tees fall out of his top
pocket onto the ground.

“So, what are dey, Son?” asks the attendant.

“They're called tees”, replies Tiger Woods.

“And what would ya be usin' em for now?”enquires the Cork man.

“Well, they're for resting my balls on when I drive” replies Tiger.

“Jaysus, Mary an' Joseph” says the Cork man,“Dem fellas at Volvo tink of
everything!!”
Testosterone is a great equalizer. It turns all men into morons…