> THE IRISH CASTAWAY
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> > One day an Irishman, who had been stranded on a deserted island
> for
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> > over 10 years, saw a speck on the horizon. He thought to himself,
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> > 'It's certainly not a ship.'
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> > Suddenly there strode from the surf a figure clad in a black wet
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> > suit. Putting aside the scuba tanks and mask and zipping down
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> > the top of the wet suit stood a drop-dead gorgeous blonde!
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> > She walked up to the stunned Irishman and said to him, 'Tell me,
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> > How long has it been since you've had a good cigar?'
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> > 'Ten years' replied the amazed Irishman.
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> > With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproof pocket on
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> > the left sleeve of her wetsuit and pulled out a fresh package of
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> > cigars and a lighter.
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> > He took a cigar, slowly lit it, and took a long drag. 'Faith and
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> > Begorrah' said the castaway, 'that is so good! I'd almost
> forgotten
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> how great a smoke can be!'
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> > 'And how long has it been since you've had a drop of good Powers
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> > Irish Whiskey?' asked the blonde.
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> > Trembling, the castaway replied, 'Ten years.'
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> > Hearing that, the blonde reached over to her right sleeve,
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> > unzipped a pocket there and removed a flask and handed it to him .
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> > He opened the flask and took a long drink. 'Tis nectar of the
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> > Gods!' shouted the Irishman. 'Tis truly fantastic !!'
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> > At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the long
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> > front of her wet suit, right down the middle. She looked at the
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> > trembling man and asked, 'And how long has it been since you
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> > played around?'
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> > With tears in his eyes, the Irishman fell to his knees and sobbed,
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> > 'Jesus, Mary and Joseph! Don't tell me you've got golf clubs
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> > in there too?'
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