the lads

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.