Just what's needed.

A SHIPWRECKED Irishman was overjoyed when a beautiful, wet-suited woman emerged from a small boat which had washed up on the island where he had been stranded for ten years.

The woman approached him and said, "Tell me, how long has it been since you've had a cigarette?"

"Ten years," replied the Irishman.

With that, the woman unzipped a waterproofed pocket on the sleeve or her wetsuit, and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. The Irishman took one, lit it, and through a cloud of smoke beamed, "That's so
good. I'd almost forgotten how great a smoke can be."

"And how long has it been since you had a drop of good Irish whisky?" asked the woman.

Trembling, the Irishman replied, "Ten years."

The woman unzipped another pocket, removed a flask and handed it to the man, who took a long drink.

"'Nectar of the gods," exclaimed the Irishman. "'Truly fantastic."

At this point the woman started to unzip the front of her wet suit, and asked the trembling man, "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 as well."