jaywill2013OPSan Francisco, California USA571 posts
"We only got two days before we gotta bail you see. We got a schedule to keep Mack. It will only take you 1/2 a day to travel right through the center of the island,so make haste but be careful there is a stately Lion who guards this island. He happens to live along that route, and he will eat you man eat you quick."warns the leader. "Is there another option here you kinda just ruined the whole plan for me, I'm too tired to out run a lion"says the millionaire. "Well there is the way around the island but it will take you 1&1/2 days to get there so you better be quick about it. Remember we got two days so you better get going." urges the lead porpoise. One to always keep his word he sets out around the island to meet his agreement. Along the way he sees magestic waterfalls wild exotic birds of many varieties and surprisingly enough, he doesn't see any food producing plants of any kind and the coconuts are not ready to harvest so he figures he's going to need those porpoises to get him to another peice of land where food is plentiful. Bound by his word and his need for survival he makes his way to the other side of the island in a day-and-a-half. When he gets there he sees something unexpected...a farm. An iguana farm, and he starts looking for Marys. With no one in sight he walks right through the front gates and immediately sees iguanas everywhere more iguanas then one could handle. Easy enough, they are all wearing name tags. To his delight they all are named Mary!!! Every single one of them. So he stuffs his pants his shirt his underwear his skippers hat loads his arms higher than his head and sets out for the return to the porpoises. Of course with half a day remaining before the porpoises departure he must walk through the center of the island, and the home of the Stately Lion..... 100 yards in front of the farm a sign pointing down a thick overgrown trail says "Center of the Island". "easy enough." says the millionaire, and he sets off. Soon the trail clears out and reveals a canyon with a steep sheer wall to one side and an abyss of a valley on the other side. Well defined and direct was this trail. Soon again it becomes windy, strewn with boulders cuting off most of his path. It was over or around with caution. After about four hours of this rugged rubicon trail he came to a large boulder that competely cuts off his path. In front of it a sign reads "center of the island". "Halfway there!" he celebrates. "Alright!" he exclaims. to be continued
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"Is there another option here you kinda just ruined the whole plan for me, I'm too tired to out run a lion"says the millionaire.
"Well there is the way around the island but it will take you 1&1/2 days to get there so you better be quick about it. Remember we got two days so you better get going." urges the lead porpoise.
One to always keep his word he sets out around the island to meet his agreement. Along the way he sees magestic waterfalls wild exotic birds of many varieties and surprisingly enough, he doesn't see any food producing plants of any kind and the coconuts are not ready to harvest so he figures he's going to need those porpoises to get him to another peice of land where food is plentiful. Bound by his word and his need for survival he makes his way to the other side of the island in a day-and-a-half.
When he gets there he sees something unexpected...a farm. An iguana farm, and he starts looking for Marys. With no one in sight he walks right through the front gates and immediately sees iguanas everywhere more iguanas then one could handle. Easy enough, they are all wearing name tags. To his delight they all are named Mary!!! Every single one of them. So he stuffs his pants his shirt his underwear his skippers hat loads his arms higher than his head and sets out for the return to the porpoises. Of course with half a day remaining before the porpoises departure he must walk through the center of the island, and the home of the Stately Lion.....
100 yards in front of the farm a sign pointing down a thick overgrown trail says "Center of the Island".
"easy enough." says the millionaire, and he sets off. Soon the trail clears out and reveals a canyon with a steep sheer wall to one side and an abyss of a valley on the other side. Well defined and direct was this trail. Soon again it becomes windy, strewn with boulders cuting off most of his path. It was over or around with caution. After about four hours of this rugged rubicon trail he came to a large boulder that competely cuts off his path. In front of it a sign reads "center of the island".
"Halfway there!" he celebrates. "Alright!" he exclaims. to be continued