One day an Irishman, who has been stranded on a desert island for over
ten long years, sees an unusual speck on the horizon.
"It's certainly not a ship," he thinks to himself. As the speck gets closer
and closer, he begins to rule out the possibilities of a small boat, then
even a raft.
Suddenly, emerging from the surf comes a drop dead gorgeous blonde
woman wearing a wet suit and scuba gear.
She approaches the stunned man and says to him, "Tell me how long has it
been since you've had a cigarette?"
"Ten years," replies the Irishman.
With that, she reaches over and unzips a waterproof pocket on her left
sleeve and pulls out a pack of fresh cigarettes. He takes one, lights it,
takes a long drag and says, "Faith and begorah! Is that good!"
"And how long has it been since you've had a sip of good Irish Whiskey?" she
Trembling, the castaway replies, "Ten years."
She reaches over, unzips her right sleeve, pulls out a flask and hands
it to him. He opens the flask, takes a long swig and says, "Tis absolutely
At this point she starts slowly unzipping the long zipper that runs down the
front of her wet suit, looks at the man and asks, "And how long has it been
since you've played around?"
With tears in his eyes, the man falls to his knees and sobs, "Oh, Sweet
Jesus! Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there too."