A retired corporate executive, now a widower, 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'* row over to my place," she says.

After a few minutes of rowing, she docks the boa t 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'* 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'* not coconut juice," winks the woman.
"I have 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'* 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'* hearing. "You mean . . " he swallows excitedly
and tears start to form in his eyes.

"Don't tell me you've built a Golf Course??????????

That'* Pat when he turns 60

NAHHH..................

That'* Pat NOW

Let'* be realistic Tracy.. it was the woman that the guy rescued...

And she asked for a mall.

My kinda woman