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>> Subject:    Engineer Humor
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>> > An ambitious engineer decided to take a vacation.  He booked himself on
>> a
>> > Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time of his life. - Until the
>> > boat sank!
>> >
>> > Then the man found himself swept up on the shore of 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 island. In disbelief, he
>> > asks her, "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"
>> >
>> > "I rowed from the other side of the island," she says.
>> >
>> > "I landed here when my cruise ship sank."
>> >
>> > "Amazing," he says. "You were really lucky to have a rowboat wash up
>> with
>> > you."
>> >
>> > "Oh, this?" replies the woman. "I made the rowboat 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-but, that's impossible," stutters the man. "You had no tools or
>> > hardware. How did you manage?"
>> >
>> > "Oh, that was no problem," replies the woman. "On the South side of the
>> > island, there is a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed. I found
>> > if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into
>> > forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make
>> > the hardware."
>> >
>> > The guy is stunned.
>> >
>> > "Let's row over to my place, " she says.  After a few minutes of rowing,
>> > she docks the boat at a small wharf.
>> >
>> > As the man looks onto shore, he nearly falls out of 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, dumbstruck.
>> >
>> > As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It's not much, but I
>> call
>> > it home. Sit down please; would you like to have a drink?"
>> >
>> > "No, no thank you," he says, still dazed. "Can't take any more coconut
>> > juice."
>> >
>> > "It's not coconut juice," the woman replies. "I have a still. How about
>> 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, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a
>> > hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end inside of 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 a
>> really
>> > long time. You've been lonely. There's something I'm sure you really
>> feel
>> > like doing right now, something you've been longing for all these
>> months".
>> >
>> > She peers deeply into his eyes, "You know. . ."
>> >
>> > He can't believe what he's hearing and his joy mounts.
>> >
>> > "You mean. . . ?" he swallows excitedly, "I can check my e-mail from
>> here.
>> > . .?"
>>
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