Phillip fancied himself quite a ladies man, so when his cruise ship went down in a storm and he found himself stranded on a desert island with six women, he couldn't believe his good fortune. They quickly agreed that each woman would have one night a week with the only man.
Phillip threw himself into the arrangement, working even on his day off, but as the weeks stretched into months, he found himself looking forward to that day of rest more and more eagerly.
One afternoon he was sitting on the beach and wishing for some more men to share his duties when he caught sight of a man on a life raft that was bobbing on the waves.
Phillip sprang up and ran to the waters edge screaming at the top of his voice, the man on the raft spotted him and began to jump up and down waving his arms,
The man cupped his hands and shouted, ''Hello big boy''.
Shit," sighed Phillip, "there go my Sundays."