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A rather inhibited engineer finally splurged on a
luxury cruise to the Caribbean.
It was the "craziest" thing he had ever done
in hislife.

Just as he was beginning to enjoy himself,
a hurricane roared upon the huge ship, capsizing it
like a child's toy. 
Somehow the engineer, desperately hanging on to a life
preserver, managed to wash ashore
on a
secluded island.

Outside of beautiful scenery, a spring-fed pool, bananas, and
coconuts,
there was little else.  He lost all hope and for hours on end, sat
under
same palm tree.  One day, after several months had passed, a
gorgeous
woman in a small rowboat appeared.

"I'm from the other side of the island," she said. "Were you on the
cruise
ship, too?"

"Yes, I was," he answered. "But where did you get that rowboat?"

"Well, I whittled the oars from gum tree branches, wove the
reinforced
gunnel from palm branches, and made the keel and stern from a
Eucalyptus
tree."

"But, what did you use for tools?" asked the man.

"There was a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed on the
South side of the island.
I discovered that if I fired it to a certain
temperature in my kiln, it melted into ductile iron. 
Anyhow, that's how I got the tools.
But, enough of that," she said.  "Where have you
been >living all this time? I don't see any shelter."

"To be honest, I've just been sleeping on the beach," he said.
"Would you like to come to my place?" the woman asked.

The engineer nodded dumbly.  She expertly rowed them
around to her side of the island, and tied up the boat
with a handsome strand of hand-woven hemp
topped with a neat back splice. 

They walked up a winding stone walk she had laid and
around a Palm tree.  There stood an exquisite bungalow
painted in blue and white.

"It's not much, but I call it home." Inside, she said,
"Sit down please; would you like to have a drink?"

"No, thanks," said the man.
"One more coconut juice and I'll throw up!"

"It won't be coconut juice," the woman replied. 
"I have a crude still out back, so we can have authentic
Pina Coladas."

Trying to hide his amazement, the man accepted the
drink, and they sat down on ...

Trying to hide his amazement, the man accepted the
drink, and they sat down on her couch to talk. 
After they had exchanged stories, the woman
asked, "Tell me, have you always had a beard?"

"No," the man replied, "I was clean shaven all of my life until I
ended up on this island."

"Well if you'd like to shave, there's a razor upstairs in the
bathroom cabinet."

The man, no longer questioning anything, went upstairs to the
bathroom and shaved with an intricate bone-and-shell
device honed razor-sharp. Next he showered -- not even
attempting t_o fathom a guess as t_o how she managed t_o