The Isle of Crude saga continues.
Dear Gemsearcher and Everybody,
You may recall that Kami, our pilot, found the dynamite and fuses stored in Stope to which he had been banished for his own protection after his unsuccessful attempt to fly Dodo.
In his normal intoxicated condition he struck a match to light a cigar but mistook a dynamite stick for one and lit it. The resultant explosion was not only a delight for fireworks display enthusiasts but also for Kami who, at last, realised his lifelong ambition to become airborne. He flew in a beautiful circular movement across the skyline and then, just like the famous apple, descended at an ever increasing speed.
Accompanied by Mr Doppler's effect he finally collided head first into the ablution where luck had it the embrace of a strategically placed giant sized rubber sheath enveloped Kami and caressed him slowly to a halt.
It must have been a sobering experience for he immediately jumped on Ptero, one of our flying reptiles, and flew off into the sunrise.
Peace and tranquillity having returned to our little island we retired to the beach for a drink or two and some fun and games. As you have, no doubt, observed we don't believe in hard grind here.
We were under the palm trees for quite some time and just about very merry when Kami returned pulling Little Crude back to its anchorage. Remember Little Crude? Its chain was severed and floated away from its tectonic plate with Goak on it.
Imagine our surprise when Goak returned to Crude with a stranger.
The stranger was in desperate need of nail clippers, a haircut and a shave. Also something to replace the leaves he had tied around his waist. I don't quite know why he adorned himself so because we are all libertines here, after all what are fun and games for at our age?
Anyway, it emerged that he was a shipwrecked diamond dealer anxious to continue his travels to Camafuca in Angola where he hoped to partake in putting money into a pipe.
In our merry state's innocence we explained that we had plenty of pipes in all shapes and sizes and therefore no need for him to continue his travels "Just put your money here pal" I said. But he would have none of it and 't was only when he added kimberlite that the penny dropped. Even our offer of diamonds from Stope didn't tempt him.
So after a wash, dinner and a few drinks he flew off into the sunset. I just hope that Kami will get him there on time and in one piece.
Best wishes,
Crudestope.
P.S. We are partaking in an experimental dinosaur artificial insemination programme. I mention this just in case you are wondering what the giant sized sheath is for. |
