The Irishman
Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 6:57 pm
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 and even a raft.
Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wet-suited blonde clad figure.
Putting aside the scuba gear and the top of the wet suit, there
stood a Drop-dead gorgeous woman!
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 amazed Irishman.
With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof pocket on
the left sleeve of her wet suit 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 Whiskey?" asked the blonde.
Trembling, the castaway replied, "Ten years."
Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve, unzips a
pocket and removes a flask and hands it to him.
He opened the flask and took 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
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,............................................
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph ..................................
Don't tell me that you've got golf clubs in there, too !
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 and even a raft.
Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wet-suited blonde clad figure.
Putting aside the scuba gear and the top of the wet suit, there
stood a Drop-dead gorgeous woman!
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 amazed Irishman.
With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof pocket on
the left sleeve of her wet suit 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 Whiskey?" asked the blonde.
Trembling, the castaway replied, "Ten years."
Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve, unzips a
pocket and removes a flask and hands it to him.
He opened the flask and took 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
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,............................................
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph ..................................
Don't tell me that you've got golf clubs in there, too !