Stranded on a deserted island.

[BROOKER]

An Irishman who had been stranded on a deserted island for more than 10 years was startled one day when suddendly there strode out of the surf a human figure clad in a wet suit. Dropping the scuba tank and face mask and zipping down the top of the wet suit stood a drop dead gorgeous blond woman. She walked up to the Irishman and said to him, "Tell me, how long has it been since you had a good cigar?" "Ten, ten years" replied the Irishman. With that she reached over to her left sleeve and unzipped a waterproof pocket and pulled out a fresh package of cigars and a lighter. He took a cigar, slowly lit it and took a long drag. "Faith and begorah". said the Irishman, "That is so good, I'd almost forgotten how great a cigar can be!" "Well, how long has it been since you had a drop of good Bushmill's Irish Whiskey?" asked the blond. Trembling, the castaway replied. "More than 10 years" Upon hearing this she reached over to her right sleeve, unzipped a pocket and removed a flask and handed it to him. He opened the flask and took a long drink. "Tis nectar of the gods!", shouted the Irishman, "Tis truly fantastic". At this point the gorgeous blond started to slowly unzip the long zipper on the front of her wet suit revealing an ever growning expanse of tanned skin. She looked at the startled man and asked, "And how long has it been since you played around?" With tears in his eyes the Irishman fell to his knees ans sobbed, "Jesue, Joseph and Mary! Don't tell me that you've got a set of golf clubs in there too!"