Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in these articles do not necessarily reflect the position of this blog. Historical interpretations and modern commentary are presented to encourage discussion and exploration of the past. We respect user privacy and do not track or report VPN usage. Readers are encouraged to verify historical claims independently and comply with local laws, including upcoming age-verification requirements in regions like Australia (effective December 2025).
Details
The PR Blog
Published: 21 May 2023
On 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 knows nothing about golf and greets him in a typical Irish manner, utterly 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 from his shirt pocket onto the ground. “What are dose? asks the attendant.
“They’re called tees,” replies Tiger. “Well, what on the god’s earth are dey for?” inquires the Irishman.
“They’re for resting my balls on when I’m driving”, says Tiger. “Fookin Jaysus”, says the Irishman, “BMW thinks of everything
Please enable JavaScript to view the comments powered by Disqus.
BLOG COMMENTS POWERED BY DISQUS
Responsive Grid for Articles patriotrealm
“Every tyrant must begin by claiming to have what his victims respect and to give…
At nine years old, I felt the silence of the lambs, long before I knew…
While the new aces argue about the runway, the old crew still knows how to…
Howling into the Abyss of Settler-Colonial Absurdism A Decolonial Reading of "The Werewolves of Dusty…
RATTY NEWS SPECIAL INVESTIGATION THE WEREWOLVES OF DUSTY GULCH Project Howl, the Hacked Rolling Pin,…
The Ghost Returns The first thing he noticed was the silence. Not the silence of…
A Dream Needs a Driver: Sir William Hamilton, the Jet Boat, and the Men Who…
When I tell people I’m a beek, inevitably the first thing they say is, “Yes,…
He stood on top of the world - literally. But Sir Edmund Hillary never saw…
The Basement at Yekaterinburg When People Become Symbols, History Takes a Dark Turn On the…
In many Western countries today, we often speak of multiculturalism as though traditions no longer…
RATTY NEWS EXCLUSIVE THE DUCKS WHO KNEW TOO MUCH How the Mysterious Death of the…
In a world that seems determined to teach us to hate our countries, I remember…
When the Bush Is No Longer Enough Just days after Sam Neill's passing on 13…
Why Churchill Still Matters in Australia: Blunt Voices, Shared Goals, and the Fight for a…
Bastille Day, Artificial Intelligence, and the New Reign of Terror The guillotine has gone digital.…
How a turned head, a washing machine, and a handful of extraordinary coincidences made me…
RATTY NEWS FILM REVIEW Dracula the Emu No Stakes... No Steaks... No Hope. Reviewed by…
A 94-year-old’s heartfelt plea about cruelty to animals, the neglect of children and the elderly,…
The More We Bury the Truth The more we bury the truth, the deeper the…
No, Sire. It Is a Revolution. It's easy to forget, but revolutions don't just fall…
RATTY NEWS EXCLUSIVE The Great Sausage Tax Scandal and the Return of Laughing Jack McKooka…
When ideology excuses everything and responsibility belongs to no one. I recently picked up Crime…
By Roderick (Whiskers) McNibble, Investigative Laundrologist - “Warning: The following article is satire and uses exaggeration…
Paul Revere’s Ride: Not the Birth of Independence, But the Moment Duty Called The American…
When Truth Hung on the Washing Line They say history repeats. But sometimes, it just…
Before the Road Trains: The Long Walk South - Cattle, Drovers and the Spirit of…
Dusty Gulch Grand Throwdown: Thunderdome, Cattle, Cake and the Honklander III By Roderick McNibble, Chief…
We're still building memorials. But we're burying the values they were built to honour. Without…
In the Name of God, Go! A marriage can survive many things. It can survive…
Roderick’s Reality Crisis When an American member of our small community doubted the Chiko Roll,…
The Mystery of Redhead's Afternoon Nap By Roderick McNibble, Chief Investigative Correspondent, Equine and Transport…
