A young
Australian lad is shipwrecked on a desert island. The following morning he
walks around the island to see if there are any survivors and is delighted when
he finds a young woman on the beach. He is even more delighted when he rolls
her over and realizes it is Elle McPherson.
Having
restored her to health, they set about making their accommodation comfortable, and with a steady supply of water from a stream, coconuts, fish, and wild pigs
they are soon living in some style, being Australians, they even set up a small
brewery and a bar.
Throughout
this, the lad behaves towards her as a perfect gentleman, but one evening,
after a long day of fishing, sunning themselves, and sampling the brewery, he
looks at her, she looks at him, and nature takes its course.
Three
enjoyable months later they are sitting around the campfire when he asks if he
can borrow her eyebrow pencil and draw a mustache on her. When she asks why, he
tells her that he wants her, for a short time, to look like his old mate Fred.
She is,
quite naturally, disturbed by this, but allows him to do so. He takes a look at
his handy work and then leans on the bar and says,
"Fred,
mate, you will NEVER guess who I have been sleeping with for the last three
months!"
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