One day an Irishman, who has been stranded on
a desert island for over ten 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 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 whisky?" she asks him.
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 fantastic!"
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.