The man, overjoyed at seeing another person, blurts out his whole story, about how he managed to live on the island alone, how he learned to live off the land, surviving by his wits. When he has finished his story, the woman says to him, "You mean you've been on this island for ten years?"
"That's right," says the man.
"Tell me," she asks, "Did you smoke cigarettes before you were marooned?"
"Why, yes, I did," he says. "Why do you ask?"
The woman says to him, "Well, since you haven't had a cigarette in ten years, here!" And with that she pulls a cigarette out of her little bag and gives it to him.
"Oh, wow!" he says. "Thanks a lot!"
As she lights it for him she says, "Say, were you a drinking man before you got shipwrecked?"
"Well," says the man, puffing on the cigarette, "I would have an occasional whiskey now and then."
The woman reaches into the little bag, and says, "You haven't had a drink in ten years? Here!" From her bag she produces a small flask and hands it to him. He takes a pull from the flask and is thanking her when she suddenly says, "Gee, I just realized. You've been on this island for ten years. I guess you haven't, uh, played around in ten years either, have you?"
"Good God!" says the man. "Do you have a set of golf clubs in that bag, too?"
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