Reminds me of a very corny joke about a blonde who goes on a date with Ernie Els. Climbs into his Mercedes and spots a couple of tees on the dash.
"What are those?" She asks.
"Those are tees." He replies. "You put your balls on them when you drive off."
She is amazed. Shakes her head and says "These Merecedes Benzes ARE the best cars in the world. Their designers think of EVERYTHING!"
Sorry, Wood y - nice bowl. Terrifying to imagine that chunk of wood wobbling around off-centre just millimetres from your knuckles, though ...