Life on an Island
A man was washed up on a beach after a terrible shipwreck. Only a sheepand a sheepdog were washed up with him. After looking around, herealized that they were stranded on a deserted island.
After being there a while, he got into the habit of taking his twoanimal companions to the beach every evening to watch the sun set.
One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrusclouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.
As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to thelonely man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.
But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely untilthe 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 introduced Hillary to the evening beach ritual. Itwas another beautiful evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm andgentle breeze - perfect for a night of romance. Pretty soon, the manstarted to get "those feelings" again..
He fought the urges as long as he could, but he finally gave in andleaned over to Hillary, cautiously and whispered in her ear..."Would you mind taking the dog for a walk?"
