A young sailor is informed his next posting is to a remote pacific island. A few weeks after arriving he begins to miss his wife so he writes her a letter.
"My Love" he starts, "We will be apart for a year-far too long. Already I am missing you there's not really much to do here.
Worse we're constantly sorounded by young nubile native girls. Do you think if I had a hobby of some sort I would not be tempted?"
A few weeks later a parcel arrives from his wife, containing a harmonica and a note:"Why dont you learn to play this?"
At the end of his years TOD, he arrives home and rushes to give his wife a little lovin.
"Darling", he cries, "I have missed you so much and I cannot wait to get you into bed and make passionate love to you".
The wife frowns at him.
"First things first, I wanna see you play that harmonica"
"My Love" he starts, "We will be apart for a year-far too long. Already I am missing you there's not really much to do here.
Worse we're constantly sorounded by young nubile native girls. Do you think if I had a hobby of some sort I would not be tempted?"
A few weeks later a parcel arrives from his wife, containing a harmonica and a note:"Why dont you learn to play this?"
At the end of his years TOD, he arrives home and rushes to give his wife a little lovin.
"Darling", he cries, "I have missed you so much and I cannot wait to get you into bed and make passionate love to you".
The wife frowns at him.
"First things first, I wanna see you play that harmonica"
