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> > A hurricane came unexpectedly. The ship went down and
> > was lost. A man found himself swept up on the shore of an island with
> > no other people, no supplies, nothing. Only bananas and coconuts. Used
> > to 5-star hotels, this guy had no idea what to do, so for the next four
> > months he ate bananas, drank coconut juice and longed for his old life
> > and fixed his gaze on the sea, hoping to spot a rescue ship.
> >
> > One day, as he was lying on the beach, he spotted
> > movement out of the corner of his eye. It was a rowboat, and in it was
> > the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. She rowed up to him. In
> > disbelief, he asked her:
> >
> > "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"
> >
> > "I rowed from the other side of the island," she said.
> > "I landed here when my cruise ship sank."
> >
> > "Amazing," he said. "I didn't know anyone else had
> > survived. How many are there? You were lucky to have a rowboat wash up
> > with you."
> >
> > "It's only me," she said, "and the rowboat didn't wash
> > up; nothing did."
> >
> > He was confused. "Then how did you get the rowboat?"
> >
> > "Oh, simple," replied the woman. "I made the rowboat out
> > of materials that I found on the island. The oars were whittled from Gum
> > tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm branches and the sides and
> > stern came from a Eucalyptus tree."
> >
> > "B-B-But that's impossible," stuttered the man. "You had
> > no tools or hardware. How did you manage?"
> >
> > "Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman. "On the
> > other side of the island there is a very unusual stratum of alluvial
> > rock exposed. I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my
> > kiln, it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools, and
> > used the tools to make the hardware. But enough of that," she said.
> > "Where do you live?"
> >
> > Sheepishly, he confessed that he had been sleeping on
> > the beach the whole time. "Well, let's row over to my place, then," she
> > said. After a few minutes of rowing she docked the boat at a small
> > wharf. As the man looked to the shore he nearly fell out of the boat.
> > Before him was a stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow tinted in
> > blue and white. While the woman tied up the rowboat with an expertly
> > woven hemp rope, the man could only stare ahead, dumbstruck.
> >
> > As they walked into the house, she said casually, "It's
> > not much, but I call it home. Sit down, please; would you like a drink?"
> > "No, no thank you," he said, still dazed. "I can't take any more coconut
> > juice."
> >
> > "It's not coconut juice," the woman replied. "I have a
> > still. How about a Pina Colada?"
> >
> > Trying to hide his amazement, the man accepted, and they
> > sat down on her couch to talk. After they had exchanged their stories,
> > the woman announced, "I'm going to slip into something comfortable.
> > Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in
> > the cabinet in the bathroom."
> >
> > No longer questioning anything, the man went into the
> > bathroom. There in the cabinet was a razor made from a bone handle. Two
> > shells honed to a hollow ground edge were fastened onto it's end inside
> > a swivel mechanism. "This woman is amazing," he mused. "What next?"
> >
> > When he returned, she greeted him wearing nothing but
> > vines - strategically positioned - and smelling faintly of gardenias.
> > She beckoned for him to sit down next to her. "Tell me," she began,
> > suggestively, slithering closer to him, "we've been out here for a very
> > long time. You've been lonely. There's something I'm sure you really
> > feel like doing right now, something you've been longing for all these
> > months. "You know..."
> >
> > She stared into his eyes. He couldn't believe what he
> > was hearing. "You mean--?" he replied, "I can check my e-mail from
> > here?"
> > ***********
> >
> > :-) |
