National Traits

That’s life!

On a beautiful desolate island in the middle of nowhere, the following group of  people are shipwrecked :-

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 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman
2 Japanese men and 1  Japanese woman
2 Chinese men and 1 Chinese woman
2 Australian men and  1 Australian woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman
2 English men and 1  English woman

One month later on the same island 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  ménage-à-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 Bulgarian men took one long look at the endless  ocean, 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   Australian men  are contemplating suicide because the Australian woman keeps complaining  about her body; the true nature of feminism; how she can do everything  they can do; the necessity of fulfilment; 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 have 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.

         The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.
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