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Workaholic on an island
A workaholic finally decided
to take a long overdue vacation. He booked a Caribbean
cruise and was having the time of his life... until the boat sank!
He found himself swept onto a desert island. Six lonely months
later, he is lying on the beach when the most gorgeous woman he
has ever seen rows up to him. "Where did you come from?"
he asks. "I rowed from the other side of the island. I
landed here when my ship sank" she says. "Amazing".
"You were really lucky to have a row-boat wash up with you".
"Oh this?" replies the woman. "I made the boat
out of raw material 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".
"But that's impossible," stutters the man, "You
had no tools. How did you manage?" "Oh, no problem",
replies the woman. "On the other side of the island there is
a very unusual strata of alluvial rock. 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." The guy is stunned.
"Lets row over to my place." She says. She docks the
boat at a small wharf. As the man looks onto shore, he nearly
falls out of the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an
exquisite bungalow. "It's not much but I call it home,"
she says. "Would you like another drink?" "No
thank you," he says still dazed. "Can't take any more of
that coconut juice" "It's not coconut juice,"
the woman replies. "I have my own still. How about a Pina
Colada while I slip into something more comfortable." She
returns wearing nothing but vines and a strategically placed shell
necklace. "Tell me," she begins suggestively,
slithering closer to him, "we've been out here a long time.
You've been lonely. I've been lonely. There's something I'm sure
you really feel like doing right about now, something you've been
longing or all these months," her hands sliding over his
legs. He can't believe what he's hearing. His heart begins to
pound. He's truly in luck! "You mean." he gasps, "I
can actually check my e-mail from here?"
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