Oi!

A lady golfer who visits a driving range to tone up before a game, is about to tee off, when she notices the man next to her.

"Pardon me, sir" she said. "You are aiming in the wrong direction --- back towards the golf shop."

"Oi! - tanks for dat. Vitout you, I vouldn't know. I'm blindt." He then turns around and starts hitting out into the range.

After a few minutes, he asks the lady how he is doing.

"Not bad." she answers. "Most of your shots are straight and fairly long. Only a few of them are slicing."

"Tanks, again, Missus," he replies. "Vitout you telling me, I vouldn't know dese tings." A few shots later, he enquires again. "Do you mind I should ask a poisonal qvestion?"

"Not at all," she replies. "I don't do too vell mit the ladies. Am I ugly, or fat maybe?"

"You're quite presentable," she replies "I don't think that should be a problem." Smiling now, he exults "Det's a relief. I vas always afraid to ask. Again, I got to tank you."

He was about to hit another ball when the lady interrupts him. "Do you mind if I give you a bit of advice?" she asks.

"Soitenly! Listen, I'll take all de help what youv'e got."

She replies, "Lose the Jewish accent...you're Chinese."