A fellow was shipwrecked with six lovely women whoin a short time were fighting over his attentions.They held a meeting to resolve the problem anddecided that each would have his services on adifferent day of the week, with Sundays off for him. In due time the guy was dragging himself through theweek, looking forward to Sunday. As he lay an the beach one day he saw a dot floatingon the sea which as it got closer turned out to be aman on a raft. With his last ounce of strength heswam out, pulled the raft ashore, gave the occupantCPR and as he came around said to him; „Oh man, amI ever glad to see you! „Goodness gracious, am I ever glad to see you too“said the raft rider in a swishy way.With a shrug of resignation the guy said… „Oh damn,there goes my Sundays!“
