A NOT-SO-DESERTED ISLAND!

Ed finally decides to take a vacation. He books himself on a Caribbean
cruise and proceeds to have the time of his life, until the boat sinks.
He finds himself swept up on the shore of 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 him. In disbelief, he asks
her,

"Where did you come from? How did you get here?"

"I rowed from the other side of the island," she says. "I landed here
when my cruise ship sank."

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

"Oh, this?" replies the woman. "I made the rowboat out of raw materials
I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree branches,
wove
the bottom from palm branches, and the sides and stern came from a
Eucalyptus tree."

"But-but, that's impossible," stutters Ed. "You had no tools or
hardware.
How did you manage?"

"Oh, that was no problem," replies the woman. "On the south side of the
island, there is a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed. I found
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."

Ed 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 Ed looks onto shore, he nearly falls out of 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, he
could only stare ahead, dumbstruck. As they walk into the house, she
says casually,

"It's not much, but I call it home. Sit down please. Would you like to
have a drink?"

"No, no thank you," he says, still dazed. "I can't take any more coconut
juice."

"It's not coconut juice," the woman replies. "I have a still. How about
a Pina Colada?"

Trying to hide his continued amazement, he 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 cabinet in the
bathroom."

No longer questioning anything, Ed goes into the bathroom. There,
in the cabinet, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed
to a hollow ground edge are fastened onto its end inside of a swivel
mechanism.

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

When 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 a really 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 stares into his eyes. He can't believe what he's hearing:

"You mean----", he swallows excitedly,

"I can check my e-mail from here?"

LOL What a funny story! I'm gonna forward this to all my friends

Again I must be the only one with the dirty mind...

That is also going to be in a couple e-mails!

That's cute.

Very funny! And Kratos, your new avatar makes me dizzy.

I didn't see that coming. Good one djdodo!

That is fantastic!

Bravo!