We've all been there
This may have been posted already, but I'm buggered if I'm going to read through 57 pages just to check. Chance'd be a fine thing.

After a plane crash, the only three survivors - one woman and two men - wash up on a desert island.
They manage to find food and shelter, and after a while, certain "urges" take their course.
Much bumping of uglies occurs, but later the woman develops a deep depression about never leaving the island, so she kills herself. Well, wouldn't you?

Anyways, now we're left with our two intrepid male heroes. After a while, certain "urges" take their course. This goes on for a few weeks, until one says to the other:
"Look, I know desperate times call for desperate measures, but I'm just not comfortable with what we've been doing together. It's just not right."
"You're right. Let's bury her."

Zing.

Oh and a friend sent this oh-so-savoury text:
"I just raped this deaf and dumb chick, but I broke her fingers so she couldn't tell anyone."

As an epileptic myself, I would like to say that Citadel90's joke is great. As we all know:
If it doesn't start fitting at flashing images, it's not funny.
(FrancoSayRelax, Sat 31 Dec 2005, 14:04, Reply)