This is meant to be a funny joke that shows what are our stereotypes back home (the text is not mine)
In a pretty and desert island in the middle of nowhere, the following people were shipwrecked:
Two Italian men and one Italian woman, two French men and one French woman, two Germans men and one German woman, two Greek men and one Greek woman, two English men and one English woman, two Bulgarians men and one Bulgarian woman, two Swedish men and one Swedish woman, two Irish men and one Irish woman, two Argentinian men and one Argentinian woman, two Catalan men one Catalan woman, two Madrilenian men and one Madrilenian woman, two Andalusian men and one Andalusian woman, two Basque men and one Basque woman.
A month later, in this pretty and desert island in the middle of nowhere, the situation was as follows:
One of the Italians killed the other for the woman.
The three French live together and happy in a “Menage a Trois”.
The two German men follow a strict rota by which they take turns to be with the woman.
The two Greek men sleep together and the Greek woman cleans and cooks for them.
The two English men are waiting for somebody to introduce the English woman to them.
The two Both Bulgarian men first looked at the infinite ocean, then they looked at the Bulgarian woman and then they started to swim.
The two Swedish men contemplate the possibility of suicide while the Swedish woman goes on about her body being hers and the true nature of feminism. At least it is not snowing and taxes are low.
The three Irish began dividing their island in North Region and South Region and installed a distillery. They can not remember if is sex at sight, because since the first litres of Coco whiskey were produced there is a kind of fog floating all around that covers everything, but at least know that the English are not having any type of sexual activity.
After some time, the Argentinian woman found herself very bored in a corner of the island, cleaning her nails with a small stick. As it happened, the two Argentinian men no longer gave her any attention, and they spent the whole day talking about football and about how wonderful they were making love.
The Catalan differential fact the consisted of renting the Catalan women to the Swedish men, and using that money to finance the Irish the construction of a distillation plant in their parcel of the island, where they worked on condition that the the Coco whiskey bottles are also labelled in Catalan. In the sexual aspect there is no luck, but they are saving a lot in condoms.
The Madrilenian men take turns to stay with the Madrilenian woman once every other night and go out with the Irish the other night, and slag off the English, the Italians, the French, the Germans and of course, (and above all) the Catalans.
The Andalusians have managed to get the Irish to disregard the Catalans and distil a variety of “cocoa fino”. They immediately established a bloody good calendar of celebrations in their island: the fair of April, Easter, the day of Andalusia in Exile… and of course the rest of the inhabitants are invited too. For them it is all, of course, all play and no work.
The Basques dedicated themselves to cut the Coco trunks, to raise stones, to boycott the Madrilenians and, in the sexual aspect, to wank: you know, above all: INDEPENDENCE. – – –
