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Typical English 30 something male, 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 an hour or so 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 made 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.

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

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