Is this acceptable?? Mover over, mr q; a joke which isn't a joke.

This is a ‘joke’ about something which is not nice at all – frustrated male sexual desire. It’s been the downfall of many, and is the cause of much misery to men and women.

To remind tinks, these jokes are not funny at all. They are examples of an appalling sensibility which makes my head hang in shame, and it’s only for reasons of sociological enlightenment that I reproduce them.

Sensitive souls should have stopped reading this thread a long time ago.

A guy is washed up on a desert island, the sole survivor of a sunken cruise ship. He wanders around and soon learns, to his great terror, that there are no other human beings there; just a dog and a goat.

Soon he’s missing the smell and touch of a woman. I mean really missing. After a while, in fact, he’s going really a little bit crazy at the lack of female company. Time passes on, and he is going berserk. He will try it on with anything that moves, and soon, I am deeply saddened to say, his sight falls on the goat.

No, he says, that would be the lowest of the low. But soon he can’t stand it any more – it’s like there’s a pair of blown-up bellows between his legs and he can’t stand it any more.

So he gives in and approaches the goat.

At this point, the dog lunges at him, snarling in the most dangerous way. It’s clear that the dog will defend the goat, and that if his evil designs continue the man’s pride and joy will be just a mashed-up version of the food your pet vomits out.

So he backs off, and waits for night.

At night, he makes his way slowly to the goat, thinking the dog asleep. And the dog agains lunges for him, snarling, his eyes on fire, his teeth like blades.

So the man backs off. this state of affairs carries on for a long time until one sweet day the man’s dream comes true.

Another cruise liner sinks, and the sole survivor is a really scrumptious blonde. She’s drowning and he swims out fast and hard to save her. Taking her to the island, he holds her gorgeous body in his arms until she recovers fully.

You are my hero, she whispers to him. I am yours. I will do whatever you want me to do.

Well, lady, I was wondering if you could hold on to the dog for a minute.