An ambitious engineer finally decided to take a vacation. He booked himself
on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time of his life.

Until the boat sank.

The man found 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 the
shore.
In disbelief, he asks her, "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"
She replied, "I rowed from the other side of the island. 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 row 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-but, that's impossible," stutters the man. "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."
The guy 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 the man 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, 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 to have
a drink?"
"No, no thank you," he says, still dazed. "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, 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, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a
hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end inside of 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 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 and tears start to form in his eyes,
"-I can check my e-mail from here?"

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