BMW brandari!
Posted: Wed 21. May 2003 10:29On a golf tour in Ireland , Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol
station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The pump attendant
obviously who knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish
manner completely unaware of who the golfing 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, son?" asks the attendant. "They're called
tees" replies Tiger. "Well, what on the good earth are they for?" inquires
the Irishman.
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving", says Tiger.
"Feckin Jaysus", says the Irishman, "BMW thinks of everything!"
station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The pump attendant
obviously who knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical Irish
manner completely unaware of who the golfing 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, son?" asks the attendant. "They're called
tees" replies Tiger. "Well, what on the good earth are they for?" inquires
the Irishman.
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving", says Tiger.
"Feckin Jaysus", says the Irishman, "BMW thinks of everything!"
Góður brandari.