>> SHIPWRECKED
>>
>> The hurricane came unexpectedly.
>> The ship went down and was lost. The man found
>> himself swept up on the shore of an island with no
>> other people, no supplies, nothing to do.
>> Only bananas and coconuts.
>>
>> So for the next four months he ate bananas,
>> drank coconut juice and longed for his old life.
>> He 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.
>>
>> 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 survived. How many are there?
>> You were lucky to have a rowboat wash up with you."
>> "Its 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
>> rock formation exposed. I found that if I fired
>> it to a certain temperature in my kiln,
>> it melted into 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, dumbstruck.
>>
>> 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 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.
>> "This woman is amazing," he thought. "What next?"
>>
>> When he returned, she greeted him
>> wearing nothing but vines
>> 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,
>>
>> "I can check Hexus Forum's from here??!!!!"