When we last left our intreped castaways, they were looking for water…

As we walk along the beach looking for a spring of fresh water, we see all kinds of strange flora and fauna. "Something’s not right here, some of those plants are purple!" I say. "The crabs skittering across the sand are orange with pink spots."

"What kind of an island have we landed on?" inquires Jon.

"I don’t know, but I’m not comfortable here," I reply.

"Of course you’re not comfortable, we’ve been shipwrecked!" shouts Jon.

I mumble, "Those castaways on Gilligan’s Island looked pretty comfortable…"

"Look!" I shout, "over there. It’s a waterfall."

We see a river of what appears to be chocolate pouring out of a cliff face. As we get closer we can see that it’s not chocolate, but raw sewage. That means there must be civilization not too far away.

To be continued…