During a cross-country motor trip from New York to California, Jack and his wife were driving through a rural area somewhere in the midwest. Looking at his fuel gauge, Jack decided to stop at the next gas station and fill up. About 15 minutes later, he spots a Mobil station and pulls over to the high octane pump.

"What can I do for y'all?" asks the attendant.

"Fill 'er up with high test." replies Jack.

While the attendant is filling up the tank, he's looking the car up and down. "What kinda car is this?" he asks. "I never seen one like it before."

"Well," Jack responds, his chest swelling up with pride, "This, my boy, is a 1999 Cadillac DeVille."

"What all's it got in it?" asks the attendant.

"Well," says Jack, "it has everything. It's loaded with power steering, power seats, power sun roof, power mirrors, AM/FM radio with a 10 deck CD player in the trunk with 100 watts per channel, 8 speaker stereo, rack and pinion steering, disc brakes all around, leather interior, digital instrument package, and best of all, an 8.8 liter V12 engine."

"Wow! That's really something!" says the attendant.

"How much do I owe you for the gasoline?" asks Jack.

"That'll be $30.17." replies the attendant.

Jack pulls out his money clip and peels off a $20 and a $10. He goes into his other pocket and pulls out a handful of change. Mixed up with the change are a few golf tees.

"What are those little wooden things?" asks the attendant.

"That's what I put my balls on when I drive." replies Jack.

"Awesome!" says the attendant. "Those Cadillac people, they think of everything!"