After competing in a Championship in Ireland, Tiger Woods takes his specially built, specially imported BMW X5 4WD for a run around the Irish countryside.
After a while he notices he's low on fuel, so he pulls into a small service station just outside a typical Irish Village.
The attendant jumps to his feet and rushes over. "Top of the mornin' to ye" he says, not realising who it is he is talking to.
Tiger says hello, and they engage in conversation about the car. The Irishman is clearly stunned by it, having never seen anything like it before.
Tiger bends down to pick up the pump, and out of his top pocket fall two golf tees. The Irishman, aghast, stoops down and very carefully picks one of them up, and examines it.
"Well looky here" he says, scratching his head, "what do ye call this?"
Tiger takes it back from him, and puts it in his pocket. "Its called a tee" he explains.
"And what do ye do with a - 'tee'?" asks the Irishman.
"It holds my balls while I'm driving" explains Tiger, pretending to swing a glof club in an effort to show him what he means.
The Irishman suddenly steps back, and looks in sheer amazement at the car.
"Well bloody hell, those buggers have thought of everything for this car now havent they?!"