beemerboy

> > 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 and 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
> > forgettable 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 painted in blue and white.
> > While the woman tied up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope,
the
> > man could only stare ahead, dumb struck. 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," 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......
> >
> >
> >
> > "You mean huh.....I can check my e-mail from here?"


BB

shunty

sorry, don't have time

shunty

Ralf

o yes, nothing more relieving than to check your e-mail account after a few days without access

Could be me, except for the 5 star Hotels bit