Jeslek
Banned
I'm not a racist, and this is a joke, so don't flame me:
On a group of beautiful deserted islands in the middle of
nowhere, the following people are suddenly stranded by,
as you might expect, a shipwreck:
2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman
2 French men and 1 French woman
2 German men and 1 German woman
2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman
2 English men and 1 English woman
2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman
2 Japanese men and 1 Japanese woman
2 Chinese men and 1 Chinese woman
2 American men and 1 American woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman
One month later on these same 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 with each other and the
Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce
them to the English woman.
The two Bulgarian men took one long look at the endless
ocean, and another long look at the Bulgarian woman, and
started swimming.
The two Japanese men have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting
instructions.
The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, a liquor
store, a restaurant and a laundry, and have got the woman
pregnant in order to supply employees for their stores.
The two American men are contemplating the virtues of
suicide because the American woman keeps endlessly
complaining about her body; the true nature of feminism;
how she can do everything 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; how her relationship with her mother is
improving and how at least the taxes are low and it
isn't raining.
The two Irish men have 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 sort of foggy
after the first few litres of coconut whisky. But
they're satisfied because at least the English aren't
having any fun.
On a group of beautiful deserted islands in the middle of
nowhere, the following people are suddenly stranded by,
as you might expect, a shipwreck:
2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman
2 French men and 1 French woman
2 German men and 1 German woman
2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman
2 English men and 1 English woman
2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman
2 Japanese men and 1 Japanese woman
2 Chinese men and 1 Chinese woman
2 American men and 1 American woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman
One month later on these same 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 with each other and the
Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.
The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce
them to the English woman.
The two Bulgarian men took one long look at the endless
ocean, and another long look at the Bulgarian woman, and
started swimming.
The two Japanese men have faxed Tokyo and are awaiting
instructions.
The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, a liquor
store, a restaurant and a laundry, and have got the woman
pregnant in order to supply employees for their stores.
The two American men are contemplating the virtues of
suicide because the American woman keeps endlessly
complaining about her body; the true nature of feminism;
how she can do everything 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; how her relationship with her mother is
improving and how at least the taxes are low and it
isn't raining.
The two Irish men have 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 sort of foggy
after the first few litres of coconut whisky. But
they're satisfied because at least the English aren't
having any fun.
