Friday, January 27, 2006

On a golf tour in San Diego, Murphy drives his Lexus into a gas station in a remote part of the county. The pump attendant, obviously knows nothing about golf, greets him in a typical manner completely unaware of who the golfing pro is. Buenos dias meester" says the attendant. Murphy 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 ? Asks the attendant. "They're called tees" replies Murphy. "What the F are they for?" inquires the attendant. "They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving", says Murphy. "Ay Carumba ", says the attendant, "Lexus tinks of everyting!"

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