Saturday, June 19, 2010
Stranded on a Desert Island
Everyone's played the Desert Island Game. Example: if you were stranding yourself on a desert island and could only take 10 things, what would be your "Top 10 Desert Island Albums?" or your "Top 10 Desert Island Books?" etc. So along the same lines, but with only ONE choice, who would you like to be stranded on a desert island with (and why?) It's just you and one other person... I know who I'd pick so let's hear yours, and in the meantime here's some funny gags to help you get in a more sunburned, wind-swept, sand gaulded, tropical mood.
Karswell: I'm going to have to go with Rachael Ray. Why? I was thinking of names, and her name popped into my head uninvited. I had an ex-girlfriend that used to watch her show, and I always thought she was kinda cute. Now, I can't stop imagining the concept of Rachael and I stranded on a desert island. What would our days be like? What hidden depths are there to Rachael Ray? Once her clothes began to look all tattered like those in the cartoons you provided, you gotta admit, she'd be pretty hot.
ReplyDeleteProbably Sally Struthers or Rick Flair.
ReplyDeleteI always thought this whole formulation was a little off. People are expected to choose their desert island goods based on how satisfying those choices would be to reuse over and over. But that's the wrong attitude. That's a tropical island attitude. On an actual desert island, you are probably going to be dead in seven or so days; delirious in three or four. That's just the way thirst and dessication and sunlight do you.
My suggestion is picking out those things you will satisfied only doing once or twice. Or you can fight back by picking up--in this case somebody--who can be pickled in brine and continue to provide nutrients for the lengthiest amount of time. Pay attention to fat here, too. Not only because of the calories but also because the bigger the pelt, the better the tent. And remember, light skin reflects the heat back off of you better than darker colors will.
Lastly, don't forget to save the feet bones for fishing hooks, and you could do a lot worse than blond for fire starting. And good luck!
Stop me if you've heard this one. A guy is stranded on a desert island with Cindy Crawford. He and Cindy soon connect physically and pretty soon they're doing it several times a day.
ReplyDeleteBeing a guy, he's dying to tell someone. One day he says, "Hey, Cindy. I want you to put on my Hawaiian shirt, my beachcomber pants and my ball cap." She smiles, thinking this is some sort of sex play.
He continues, "Use this frond to make a fake mustache and hold it between your nose and top lip. Walk around the island in a counter clockwise manner."
She shrugs her shoulders, but not wanting to offend the guy she takes off around the island. Within a few minutes he is walking up to her from a clockwise direction. "Hey fella!" he says. "I'm doing Cindy Crawford!"
Hahahahahahaha.
Mr. Cavin says I only have a few days left to live, so...
ReplyDeleteSasha Grey, here I come (sp ?) !
Haha, you guys never fail me...
ReplyDeleteIn case anyone is interested, gags 1, 3, 5, and 7 all come from Playboy (of course), the others are from French Cartoons and Cuties (June '58), and College Laughs (Aug '58), two great collections that I'll probably be posting alot from in the future.
NEXT: Fire up the grill!
I'll have to go with Jayne Mansfield, because being stranded for so long in the middle of the ocean you never know when you'll possibly need some kind of floatation device to try and get off.
ReplyDeleteThis was a fun post Karswell, loved the cartoons too! I bet the Jack Davis gag looks killer in color.
I'd take my Twin... if I could.
ReplyDeleteIn reality, I'd most probably just sit there by myself and hope that the food ran out before the heat stroke, loneliness, and insanity really began to set in.
The LBM Twinsanity... surely you do not suffer alone.
ReplyDeleteThis is an interesting question psychologically, too. Name one person with whom you would really like to share your own miserable death by starvation and sunburn! Does one choose a would-be lover or a bitter enemy for that?
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I came back because you, Karswell, alluded to having your own answer up there in the preamble. I didn't want you to forget to tell us what it is.
>I didn't want you to forget to tell us what it is.
ReplyDeleteDon't worry Mr. C, I won't forget.
late to the party but- i wouldn't wish this fate on my wife but that's who i'd pick.
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