A hurricane capsizes a cruise ship in the Caribbean. A stock broker washes ashore on a remote island. Outside of the beautiful scenery, a fresh water pool and bananas, there is little else.
One day, after several months have passed, a gorgeous woman in a small rowboat appears.
“Wow! I can’t believe I found another person!” she exclaims. “Were you on the cruise ship, too?”
“Yes, I was,” he answers. “Where did you get that rowboat?”
“Oh,” she says, “I found it washed up on the beach. Where is your shelter?”
“To be honest, I’ve just been sleeping on the sand,” he says.
She invites him to her side of the island. Once she’s rowed them to her side, she ties up the boat with hand-woven rope. “It took forever to find enough washed up strands to braid that length of rope,” she tells him.
She leads him to a cozy bungalow painted blue and green. “I scouted for felled trees and then stained the salvaged wood with these really juicy berries I found in the jungle,” she tells him.
Once inside, she excuses herself to slip into something more comfortable. She returns wearing revealing silk lingerie, smiling provocatively.
“I found some washed up suitcases from the cruise ship a few weeks ago,” she tells him. “But now that I’ve found you, I finally have a reason to wear something sexy again. Tell me, haven’t you been lonely? Isn’t there something that you really, really miss? Something you’ve been longing for, too?”
“Oh wow!” exclaims the man. “You mean you’ve found the Internet, too?!”