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One day an Irishman who had been stranded on an deserted island for over ten years, saw a
speck on the horizon. He thought to himself, Its certainly not a ship. And, as the
speck got closer and closer, he ruled out the possibilities of a small boat and even a
raft.
Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wetsuited figure. Putting aside the scuba gear and
unzipping the top of the wetsuit, 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 good cigar?
Ten years, replied the Irishman. With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof
pocket on the left sleeve of her wetsuit and pulled out a fresh package of cigars.
He takes one, lights it, and takes a long drag. Faith and begorrah, 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 Powers Irish Whisky? asked
the blonde.
Trembling, the castaway replied, Ten years.
Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve, unzips a pocket, removes a
flask and hands it to him. He opens the flask and takes a long drink. Tis nectar of the
gods! stated the Irishman. Tis truly fantastic!
At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the rest of the wetsuit. 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, Jesus, Mary and
Joseph! Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there too!
speck on the horizon. He thought to himself, Its certainly not a ship. And, as the
speck got closer and closer, he ruled out the possibilities of a small boat and even a
raft.
Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wetsuited figure. Putting aside the scuba gear and
unzipping the top of the wetsuit, 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 good cigar?
Ten years, replied the Irishman. With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof
pocket on the left sleeve of her wetsuit and pulled out a fresh package of cigars.
He takes one, lights it, and takes a long drag. Faith and begorrah, 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 Powers Irish Whisky? asked
the blonde.
Trembling, the castaway replied, Ten years.
Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve, unzips a pocket, removes a
flask and hands it to him. He opens the flask and takes a long drink. Tis nectar of the
gods! stated the Irishman. Tis truly fantastic!
At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the rest of the wetsuit. 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, Jesus, Mary and
Joseph! Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there too!
