A young wife, her boorish husband and a good-looking sailor were ship-wrecked on an island and had already been there for awhile.
One morning the sailor climbed a tall coconut tree and yelled – “Stop fucking her down there!”
“What’s the matter with you?” asked the husband after the sailor came back down. “We weren’t doing anything.”
“Sorry,” said the sailor. “from up there it looked like you were.”
Every morning after that, the sailor scaled the small tree and yelled the same thing. Finally, the husband decided to climb the tree and see for himself. With great difficulty, he made his way to the top.
“By golly, he’s right,” said the husband. “It DOES look like they’re fucking down there!”