The Other Four Letter Word

An early Paddy's Day joke. I had to correct the spelling of Jamisons. Stupid Irish (prob. written by a jew or a drunk mick) It has since been replaced with a more appropriate whiskey--donk.

One day an Irishman, who had been stranded on a deserted island for more than 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 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 good cigar."

"Ten years," replied the amazed Irishman.

With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof pocket on the left sleeve of her wetsuit and pulled out a fresh package of cigars.

He takes one, lights it, and takes a long drag. "I'd almost forgotten how great a smoke can be!"

"And how long has it been since you've had a wee drop of Tulla?" asked the blonde.

The castaway replied, "Ten years the same."

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.

"'Nectar of the Gods!" stated the Irishman.

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 Irishman and asked, "And how long has it been since you played around?"

The Irishman jumped for joy with excitement, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph! ....Don't tell me that you've got golf clubs in there, too!"