>Subject: a joke for the e-mail junkies
>
>> Stranded On A Deserted Island
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>> An ambitious yuppie finally decided to take a vacation. He booked
himself
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>> on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time of his
life,.......
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>> until the boat sank.
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>> The man found himself swept up on the shore of an
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>> island with no other people, no supplies..... nothing. Only bananas and
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>> coconuts. After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day
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>> when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to him. In
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>> disbelief, he asks her, "Where did you come from? How did you get
here?"
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>> "I rowed from the other side of the island," she says. "I landed here
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>> when my cruise ship sank." "Amazing," he says. "You were really lucky
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>> to have a rowboat wash up with you."
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>> "Oh, this?" replies the woman. "I
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>> made the rowboat out of raw material I found on the island; the oars
were
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>> whittled from gum tree branches; I wove the bottom from palm branches;
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>> and the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree." "But-but,
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>> that's impossible," stutters the man. "You had no tools or hardware.
How
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>> did you manage?"
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>> "Oh, that was no problem," replies the woman. "On the
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>> south side of the island, there is a very unusual strata of alluvial
rock
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>> exposed. I found if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it
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>> melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the
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>> tools to make the hardware." The guy is stunned. "Let's row
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>> over to my place, " she says. After some time of rowing, she docks the
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>> boat at a small wharf. As the man looks onto shore, he nearly falls out
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>> of the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an exquisite
bungalow
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>> painted in blue and white. While the woman ties up the rowboat with an
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>> expertly woven hemp rope, the man can only stare ahead, dumbstruck.
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>> As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It's not much, but I
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>> call it home. Sit down please; would you like to have a drink?" "No, no
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>> thank you," he says, still dazed. "Can't take any more coconut juice."
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>> "It's not coconut juice," the woman replies. "I have a still. How about
a
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>> Pina Colada?" Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts,
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>> and they sit down on her couch to talk. After they have exchanged
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>> their stories, the woman announces, "I'm going to slip into something
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>> more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a
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>> razor upstairs in the bathroom cabinet." No longer questioning
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>> anything, the man goes into the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, is a
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>> razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge
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>> are fastened on to its end inside of a swivel mechanism. "This woman is
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>> amazing," he muses. "What next?" When he returns, she greets him
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>> wearing nothing but vines-strategically positioned-and smelling faintly
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>> of gardenias. She beckons for him to sit down next to her. "Tell me,"
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>> she begins, suggestively, slithering closer to him, "we've been out
here
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>> for a really long time. You've been lonely. There's something I'm sure
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>> you really eel like doing right now, something you've been longing for
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>> all these months? You know......" She stares into his eyes. He can't
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>> believe what he's hearing: "You mean--- ?", he swallows excitedly, "---
I
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>> can check my e-mail from here....?"
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>>
My question is "Which of the characters built the sundial on Fantasy Island
and which wished to share the information with their friends?"
