Santa and his wife, Jeeto, had been stranded on a deserted island for many years. The morning following a bad storm, a new guy washes up on the shore. New guy and Jeeto are very attracted to each other right away, but realize certain protocols will have to be observed. The husband, however, is very glad to see him there. "Now we will be able to have three people doing 8-hour shifts in the watchtower, rather than two people doing 12-hour shifts." The guy volunteers to do the first shift. He climbs up the tower and stands watch, observing the ocean horizon for any ships. Soon Santa and Jeeto start placing stones in a circle in order to make a fire to cook supper. The guy yells down: "Hey, no fucking!" Santa and Jeeto looks at each other and yells back: "We`re not fucking!" A few minutes later they start to put driftwood into the stone circle. Again the guy yells down: "Heeey, no fucking!" Again they yell back, "We`re not fucking!" Later Santa and Jeeto are putting palm leaves on the roof to their shack to patch leaks. Once again the guy yells down from high above: "Hey, I said no fucking!!" Finally the shift is over and the guy climbs down from the tower and Santa starts to climb up. He`s only half-way up, when Jeeto and the guy are screwing their brains out. Once at the top, Santa looks out from the tower and says: "Son-of-a-gun. From up here it DOES look like they`re fucking." |