One day an Irishman who had been stranded on a deserted island for over 10 years, saw a speck on the horizon.
He thought to himself, " It's certainly not a ship."
And, as the speck got closer and closer, he began to rule out the possibilities of a small boat or even a raft.

Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wet-suited black clad figure.
Putting aside the scuba gear and the top of the wet suit, there stood a drop-dead gorgeous blonde !
The glamorous blonde strode up to the stunned Irishman and said to him, " Tell me, how long has it been since you've had a cigarette " ?

" Ten years," replied the amazed Irishman.
With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproofed pocket on the left sleeve of her wet suit, and pulled out a fresh pack of cigarettes.
He takes one, lights it, and takes a long drag.

" Faith and begorra," said the man, " That is so good I'd almost forgotten how great a smoke can be " !

" And how long has it been since you've had a drop of good Irish whiskey " asked the blonde

Trembling, the castaway replied, " Ten years."
Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve unzips a pocket there and removes a flask and hands it to him.
He opened the flask and took a long drink.

" Tis nectar of the heavens " ! stated the Irishman.
" Tis truly fantastic " !!!

At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the long front of her wet suit, right down the middle. She looked at the trembling man and asked, " And how long has it been since you played around " ?

With tears in his eyes, the Irishman fell to his knees and sobbed; " Sweet Jesus !
Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there too " ! ?






Love Ya, ~Barbara