One day a man decided to retire...
He booked himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time
of his life, that is, until the ship sank.
He soon 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 over from the other side of the island where I
landed 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 some raw
material I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree
branches. I wove the bottom from palm tree 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
that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted
into ductile iron I used that to make tools and used the tools to make
the hardware."
The guy is stunned.
"Let's row over to my place," she says. So, after a short time of
rowing, she soon docks the boat at a small wharf. As the man looks to
shore, he nearly falls off the boat. Before him is a long stone walk
leading to a cabin and tree house .
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," the man blurts out, still dazed. "I can't take
another drop of coconut juice."
"It's not coconut juice," winks the woman. "I have a still. How would
you like a Tropical Spritz?"
Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts, and they sit
down on her couch to talk. After they exchange their individual
survival stories, the woman announces, "I'm going to slip
into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and
shave? There's a razor in the bathroom cabinet upstairs."
No longer questioning anything, the man goes upstairs into the
bathroom. There, in the cabinet is 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's next?" When he returns,
she greets him wearing nothing
but some small flowers on tiny vines, each strategically positioned,
she smelled faintly of gardenias. She then beckons for him to sit down
next to her.
"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, "We've
both been out here for many months.
You must have been lonely. When was the last time you played
around? " She stares into his eyes.
He can't believe what he's hearing. "You mean..." he swallows excitedly
as tears start to form in his eyes,
"You've built a Golf Course?"
