"A Blonde and an Irishman"

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;

"Oh God! Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there
too!?"