A man and his wife were driving through Arkansas on his way from New York to California. Looking at his fuel gauge, he decides to stop at the next gasoline station and fill up.

About 15 minutes later, he spots a Shell station and pulls over to the high octane pump. "What can I do fer ya'll?" asks the attendant.

"Fill her up with high test," replies the driver.

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

"Well," responds the driver, his chest swelling up with pride, "this, my boy, is a 1999 Cadillac DeVille."

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

"Well," says the driver, "It has everything. It has 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, disk brakes all around, leather interior, digital instrument package, and best of all--an 8.8 liter V12 engine."

"WOW!" says the attendant, "thata be someting."

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

"Thata be $30.17," says the attendant. The driver 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 golf tees.

"What dem little wooden tings?" asks the attendant.

"That's what I put my balls on when I drive," says the driver.

"WOW!" says the attendant, "dem Cadillac folkies tink of everything."