A man is
shipwrecked and he made his way to a lonely island. Here he stayed marooned
for 11 years when one day he sees a yacht anchored in his lagoon. Not
believing his eyes he runs down the single mountain on his island and stands
on the beach gazing at the boat. He is elated.
Soon, a beautiful blonde woman with a perfect body
wearing a skimpy thong bikini comes out on deck and sees the man (who is
wearing only the tatters of his once crisp, clean slacks). She beckons him
to the boat.
He doesn't even think, but rushes into the water
and swims out to the boat. He climbs on board and asks, "Are you real?"
She laughs and invites him below where he sees a
lush cabin. She asks, "Is there anything you would like?"
He thinks a second and blurts out, "Scotch! Single
malt scotch." She goes over, pushes a button and a wonderful, fully stocked
bar emerges. She pours him a double shot of 20-year old scotch. He savors
the smell and downs it in one gulp. "I haven't had a drink in 11 years. That
was great!"
"Would you like anything to eat?" she asks.
"A thick, juicy porterhouse steak; medium rare with
mushrooms and a baked potato." She takes him back up on deck where he sees a
grill and she cooks him a fabulous steak. Juice runs down his chin and chest
as he wolfs down the food.
When he is finished she asks, "Would you like to
play around?"
"What!?" he exclaims. "You have golf clubs too!?"