A Aussie is marooned on a desert island. He is able to survive because there are heaps of coconuts and fresh water. A long time goes by when he finally sees a ripple about a hundred yards off shore. It keeps getting closer and closer until, at last, a tall blonde in full diving gear appears. After a bit of a chat she says;
â€œYou poor manâ€, she says. â€œHow long have you been here?â€
He replies that heâ€™s lost all track of time and doesnâ€™t know. What he knows is that heâ€™s dying for a fag.
â€œNo worriesâ€, she says, unzipping a pocket on the arm of her wetsuit and pulling out a packet of Winnies and a lighter.
Puffing happily, the bloke says heâ€™s in seventh heaven and she asks him if heâ€™d like a beer.
â€œWould I!â€ So she unzips the other pocket and pulls out a can of VB.
With a fag in one hand and a beer in the other, the bloke reckons heâ€™s got it made. Then the blonde starts to unzip the front of her wetsuit.
â€œHaving been here all this time,â€ she says, â€œI guess youâ€™d like to play around.â€
And the bloke says, â€œHow on earth did you fit a set of golf clubs down there?â€