Good Friday morning to everyone and I would like to share....

[whistle]

...a funny story with you all:

A shipwrecked Pentecostal is washed up on the beach of a deserted island twelve years ago. Through perseverance, prayer and faith he manages to survive. While sitting on the beach feeling particularly lonely and melancholy one day with his head down wishing he was somewhere, anywhere but on this deserted, lonely island, he looks up and to his absolute astonishment sees this gorgeous female creature in a wetsuit come wading out of the water and onto the shore. He immediately thanks God, but then is not sure if she is real or if it is his mind playing tricks. So, he runs down the beach toward her to within ten feet of her and sees that she is indeed very real. He stops in his tracks and says, "Oh my, I'm so happy to see you, another human being!"

She approaches him, a closed smile on her lips, and asks, “How long have you been on this island?”

"Twelve years", he replies.

She asks, "Would you like a drink?"

"Oh, yes."

She unzips a zipper on the left sleeve of her wetsuit, takes out a small glass and a shaker and pours him a martini.

"Oh, wow, this is so great!" he comments excitedly as he takes a cautious sip of the martini. His spirits begin to rise.

"Would you like a cigarette?" she asks.

Although the guy never really smoked, he used to sneak the odd one when he knew nobody was looking. "Oh, would I ever love to have a cigarette!" he says.

The sultry siren unzips a zipper on her other sleeve, and hands him a cigarette. As he places the cigarette to his lips she produces a small lighter and lights it.

As the guy stands there a few feet in front of this beautiful creature, smoking his cigarette and sipping his drink, a huge grin comes across his face and his spirits rise even further. Completely ignoring his religions rules about alcohol and tobacco now, he blurts out, "Oh, man, this is terrific. I haven't had a drink or a smoke in over twelve years, and never have I enjoyed them as much as I am now."

Then the beautiful and very shapely female steps a bit closer, leans up against the guy who is only wearing ragged shorts and nothing else. As she starts unzipping the zipper in the front of her wetsuit, she asks in a sultry voice, "Would you . . . like to...hum, play around?"




Almost beside himself with uncontrollable excitement now, the Pentecostal shouts "Don't tell me you've got a set of golf clubs in there!"