Imagine this phone conversation:
Mechanic: Roadside-Mechanics-R-Us, how can we help?
Fool: Uh, yeah I kinda have a puncture...
M: Okay, no problem. Where abouts are you?
F: I'm in Texas...
Basically, it's a case of being more specific, or we can't do anything - except take the piss, of course. Never played Monkey Island, but I can imagine that "The Second Island" is relatively large...
Not that I'd help anyway... cheater...