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The difference between nationalities.

On a chain of beautiful deserted islands in the

middle of nowhere, 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 Vietnamese men and one Vietnamese woman.

Two Irish men and one Irishwoman.

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

menage a 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 men have faxed Tokyo and are

awaiting instructions.

The two Vietnamese men have set up a pharmacy,

liquor store, restaurant, and

laundry, and have got the woman pregnant in

order to supply employees for

their stores.

The two Irish men divided the island into north

and south and setup a

distillery. They do not remember if sex is in

the picture because it gets

somewhat foggy after a few litres of coconut

whiskey. However, they're

satisfied because the English aren't having any

fun.

The two Americans 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 fulfillment, 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 ###### cellphone so they

could call 911 and get them all

rescued off this gawdforsaken deserted island

in the middle of freaking

nowhere so she can get her nails done and go

shopping.

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