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One day a Scotsman 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
Scotsman and said to him, 'Tell me, how long has it been since you've had a
cigarette?'
'Ten years,' replied the amazed Scotsman.
With that, she reached over and un-zipped 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.. 'Halo' said the
Scotsman, '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
Scottish
whiskey' asked the blonde.
Trembling, the cast-away replied, 'Ten years.' Hearing that, the
blonde reaches over to her right sleeve un-zips 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
Gods!' stated the Scotsman. 'Tis truly fantastic...!!!'
At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly un-zip 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 Scotsman fell to his knees and
sobbed... 'Sweet Jesus! .
.
Don't tell me 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 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
Scotsman and said to him, 'Tell me, how long has it been since you've had a
cigarette?'
'Ten years,' replied the amazed Scotsman.
With that, she reached over and un-zipped 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.. 'Halo' said the
Scotsman, '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
Scottish
whiskey' asked the blonde.
Trembling, the cast-away replied, 'Ten years.' Hearing that, the
blonde reaches over to her right sleeve un-zips 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
Gods!' stated the Scotsman. 'Tis truly fantastic...!!!'
At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly un-zip 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 Scotsman fell to his knees and
sobbed... 'Sweet Jesus! .
.
Don't tell me you've got golf clubs in there too!