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September 27, 2006

David: Impromptu Vacation

The businessman dragged himself out of the ocean. Miraculously, he had survived the crash. Incredibly, he had washed up on land. He pulled out his cellphone: ruined.

“I guess three was too much to ask for.”

The island was smallish, with a beach and a palm forest. The sky was blue. The sun was warm. The surf swept soothingly in and out.

“Could be worse.” He removed his shoes and tie. “Search and rescue will be along. I’ll just relax until then.”

Someone stepped from the tree line.

“Hello?”

The stranger stared. Finally, he said, “Yew got a purty mouth.”

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Comments

Hah. Awesome!

Posted by: michele at September 27, 2006 2:44 PM · Permalink

Ewwww.

Posted by: Stacy at September 27, 2006 4:47 PM · Permalink

When asked the question about being trapped on a deserted island with just one person, I suspect nobody ever chose the guy from Deliverance.

Posted by: Jim at September 27, 2006 5:21 PM · Permalink