A Monday Funny... Apologies to anyone it could possibly offend!

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On a chain of beautiful deserted islands in the middle of South Pacific,

the

following

people are stranded:

Two Italian men and one Italian woman.

Two French men and one French woman.

Two German men and one German woman.

Two Greek men and one Greek woman.

Two British men and one British woman.

Two Bulgarian men and one Bulgarian woman.

Two Japanese men and one Japanese woman.

Two Chinese men and one Chinese woman.

Two Irish men and one Irish woman.

Two American men and one American woman.

One month later, on these absolutely stunning deserted islands in the

middle of nowhere, the following things have occurred:

One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.

The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in

a

ménage à trois.

The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating visits

with

the German woman.

The two Greek men are sleeping together and the Greek woman is cooking

and

cleaning for them.

The two British men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the

British

woman.

The two Bulgarian men took one look at the Bulgarian woman and started

swimming to another island.

The two Japanese have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.

The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, liquor store, restaurant,

and

laundry, and have gotten the woman pregnant in order to supply more

employees for their stores.

The two Irish men divided the island into north and south and set up a

distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it

gets

somewhat foggy after a few pints of coconut whisky. However, they're

satisfied because the British aren't having any fun..

The two American men are contemplating suicide, because the American

woman

will not shut up and complains relentlessly about her body, the true

nature

of feminism, what the sun is doing to her skin, how she can do anything

they

can do, the necessity of fulfilment, the equal division of household

chores,

how sand and palm trees make her look fat, how her last boyfriend

respected

her opinion and treated her nicer than they do, and how her relationship

with her mother is the root cause of all her problems, and why didn't

they

bring a damn cell phone so they could call 911 and get them all rescued

off

this forsaken deserted island in the middle of freaking nowhere so she

can

get her nails done and go shopping.