SHIPWRECKED



A man was washed up on a beach after a terrible shipwreck. Only a sheep and
a sheepdog were washed up with him. After looking around, he realized that
they were stranded on a deserted island.



After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
companions to the beach every evening to watch the sunset.



One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.



As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to the lonely
man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.



But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until the
man took his arm from around the sheep.



After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but
there was no more cuddling.



A few weeks passed by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.



The only survivor was Hillary Clinton.



That evening, the man brought Hillary to the evening beach ritual. It was
another beautiful evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle breeze
- perfect for a night of romance. Pretty soon, the man started to get 'those
feelings' again..



He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned
over to Hillary and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Hillary batted
her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him.



He said, 'Would you mind taking the dog for a walk?'

Jim wrote:

SHIPWRECKED



A man was washed up on a beach after a terrible shipwreck. Only a sheep and
a sheepdog were washed up with him. After looking around, he realized that
they were stranded on a deserted island.



After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
companions to the beach every evening to watch the sunset.



One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.



As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to the
lonely
man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.



But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until the
man took his arm from around the sheep.



After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but
there was no more cuddling.



A few weeks passed by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.



The only survivor was Hillary Clinton.



That evening, the man brought Hillary to the evening beach ritual. It was
another beautiful evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle
breeze
- perfect for a night of romance. Pretty soon, the man started to get
'those
feelings' again..



He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned
over to Hillary and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Hillary batted
her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him.



He said, 'Would you mind taking the dog for a walk?'




This reads more like a "Dumb Jim of Florida" joke. Of course, Dumb Jim
of Florida *is* a joke who apparently misses the days of rec.boats.politics.

"HK" wrote in message
...
Jim wrote:

SHIPWRECKED



A man was washed up on a beach after a terrible shipwreck. Only a sheep
and
a sheepdog were washed up with him. After looking around, he realized
that
they were stranded on a deserted island.



After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
companions to the beach every evening to watch the sunset.



One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.



As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to the
lonely
man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.



But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until
the
man took his arm from around the sheep.



After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together,
but
there was no more cuddling.



A few weeks passed by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.



The only survivor was Hillary Clinton.



That evening, the man brought Hillary to the evening beach ritual. It was
another beautiful evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle
breeze
- perfect for a night of romance. Pretty soon, the man started to get
'those
feelings' again..



He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned
over to Hillary and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Hillary batted
her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him.



He said, 'Would you mind taking the dog for a walk?'




This reads more like a "Dumb Jim of Florida" joke. Of course, Dumb Jim of
Florida *is* a joke who apparently misses the days of rec.boats.politics.


Oh my! Flatulent Jim breaking wind again?
........ and they blame us for stinking up the newsgroup!

Don White wrote:
"HK" wrote in message
...
Jim wrote:
SHIPWRECKED



A man was washed up on a beach after a terrible shipwreck. Only a sheep
and
a sheepdog were washed up with him. After looking around, he realized
that
they were stranded on a deserted island.



After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
companions to the beach every evening to watch the sunset.



One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.



As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to the
lonely
man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.



But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until
the
man took his arm from around the sheep.



After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together,
but
there was no more cuddling.



A few weeks passed by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.



The only survivor was Hillary Clinton.



That evening, the man brought Hillary to the evening beach ritual. It was
another beautiful evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle
breeze
- perfect for a night of romance. Pretty soon, the man started to get
'those
feelings' again..



He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned
over to Hillary and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Hillary batted
her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him.



He said, 'Would you mind taking the dog for a walk?'



This reads more like a "Dumb Jim of Florida" joke. Of course, Dumb Jim of
Florida *is* a joke who apparently misses the days of rec.boats.politics.


Oh my! Flatulent Jim breaking wind again?
....... and they blame us for stinking up the newsgroup!




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couple of days from the "Klan of Loogy."