Jump to content
IGNORED

Deserted


Goldberg

Recommended Posts

A typical English 40 something, having split from his latest girlfriend,

decided to take a vacation. He booked himself on a

Caribbean CRUISE and proceeded to have the time of his life, that is,

until the ship sank.

He found himself on an island with no other people, no supplies,

nothing, only bananas and coconuts.

After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most

gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to the shore.

In disbelief, he asks, "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"

She replies, "I rowed from the other side of the island. I landed here

when my CRUISE ship sank."

"Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up

with you." "Oh, this thing?" explains the woman. "I made the boat out of

raw material 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."

"But, where did you get the tools?" "Oh, that was no problem," replied

the woman. "On the south side of the island, a very unusual stratum of

alluvial rock is exposed. I found if I fired it to a certain temperature

in my kiln, it melted into ductile

iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make the hardware."

The guy is stunned.

"Let's row over to my place," she says. After a few minutes of rowing,

she docks the boat at a small wharf. As the man looks to shore, he

nearly falls off the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an

exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman ties up

the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man can only stare

ahead, dumb struck.

As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It's not much but I

call it home. Sit down, please. Would you like a drink?"

"No! No thank you," he blurts out, still dazed. "I can't take another

drop of coconut juice." "It's not coconut juice," winks the woman. "I

have a still. How would you like a Pina Colada?" Trying to hide his

continued amazement, the man accepts, and they

sit down on her couch to talk. After they have exchanged their stories,

the woman announces, "I'm going to slip into something more comfortable.

Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in

the bathroom cabinet." No longer questioning anything, the man goes into

the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, a razor made from a piece of

tortoise bone. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge are fastened on

to its end inside a swivel mechanism.

"This woman is amazing," he muses. "What next?"

When he returns, she greets him wearing nothing but vines, strategically

positioned, and smelling faintly of gardenias. She beckons for him to

sit down next to her. "Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering

closer to him, "We've been out here for many months. You've been lonely.

There's something I'm sure you really feel like doing right now,

something you've been longing for?" She stares into his eyes.

He can't believe what he's hearing. "You mean. " he swallows excitedly

and tears start to form in his eyes.

"Don't tell me you've got Sky Sports as well"

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Archived

This topic is now archived and is closed to further replies.

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    • No registered users viewing this page.
×
×
  • Create New...