When I was younger, how much younger is irrelevant, just stick with I was younger, I was boogling about the seashore one morning looking for shark teeth that weren’t still in the shark’s mouth, when I happened to see something sparking in the surf. I couldn’t resist watching it for a few moments until it slid across the sand, then I simple HAD to bong along and see what it was.
Oddly enough, it was truly a message in a bottle. I couldn’t wrap my head around this treasure! From from merely gazing upon this new found communique, my mind conjured all sorts of potential calamaties which could have caused someone to send out this, seemingly hopeless, message, this desperate plea, this legacy of their existence.
Therefore, I took the bottle to my room and set about opening it, which was much more difficult that it seemed given the heavily waxed seal. All the while daydreaming about who may have sent it and where they might be. As the daydreams reached their crescendo (with the cannonfire, sinking ships, mermaids, plank walking, marooning, etc.) I managed to get the wax off without breaking the bottle. The cork slipped right out with a “POP” and then there was the message.
Carefully, so as not to mangle the message beyond readability, I coaxed it out of the bottle, unrolled it gently and read these words:
“Bottle empty….bring more rum! Thanks!”
Before you shriek, there IS a point to be made here….if you had only one message you could send, what would it say?
finally time to read, please send books
I like books with lots of words and several pictures. Especially if I can color the pictures so send crayons too.
okay … and maybe stuff to colour in your toes
Hey…if it’s just me on the island who’s gonna see my toes.
the turtle … really
Hey, the turtle gets painted too.
yes and maybe a coconut or too
Got to shave the coconuts first.
and measure those manboobs
I will not! Moobs are not something I care to touch.
so no hand eye coordination there
Coordination of any kind is beyond me.
no rhythm doesn’t sound promising … or maybe only in certain situations
Said nothing of rhythm. Only that coordination was beyond me. I have difficulty walking without tripping or running into things.
that is only because I keep moving things around
SO bad!
well someone has to do it since the elves took leave
Elves…..they’re in cahoots with the gremlins that steel a single sock out of the laundry every week.
and but red panties in with the white … and I believe that single socks go to the place lost gloves and umbrellas end up in to
If there are panties in my laundry they aren’t mine for two reasons and the second is it’s Commando Wednesday.
oh I always thought it was commando sunday as panties and god don’t go together … or did jesus wear boxer shorts?
I never peeked so I couldn’t say with any certainty. But every day is Commando day.
okay … just need to do a quick change … and why do I have an underwear drawer then?
To stash a flask?
have that on my hip
Please cancel my news paper subscription.
But what about the crossword puzzles? You can’t do without them!
You’ve got a point!
nothing brings more peace than loving unconditionally!
It is impossible to love AND hate at the same time.
you really think so
One cannot serve two masters.
indeed! one will love the one and hate the other
wait a minute, arent we talking about love and hate? how about, i love love and hate hate? 
See? You’re a Dork! Just like me.
I’ve actually had people tell me they hate haters and were stunned when my response was “Seriously? Do you listen to yourself?”
I love my haters and i love to torture them even more by showing them how much i love them! love blows up a hater. kind of like on angry birds
You are so amazing!!!
Brace yourself……you’re amazing!
Wallet empty…bring more money!
Money? Bring BACON!!!!
Wait…..does Domino’s deliver out here?
Did you honestly think fate would provice me with a bottle and a big old piece of paper, not to mention a pen, so I could throw a “please rescue me” message out there into that ginormous ocean in the hope that some dunderhead would find it and come looking for me?
Get real!
Now, go do something useful with your life besides daydreaming about being a big hero.
Wilson, where the hell did you get to? WILSON!!
I had a bottle of Scotch that I happened to pick up as the ship sank. The pen was waterproof and I used my underwear for paper (since I won’t be needing them until rescue).
Wilson! LOVE what you’ve done with the hair!
LOL!
Don’t stop dreaming…
Dreams are the lifeblood of our reality.
Find your happiness..no matter where you’re stranded.
Got a little sunburn from looking but so very worth it.
Sometimes the things that are the hardest to achieve are the most rewarding! I think happiness is like that.
Sometimes it is. Sometimes it just bites your butt and sometimes it sneaks up your leg.
Great question…I would write as my message: “Pass on a message of love to someone today”
“This is a hug…..pas it on!”
Know that you are loved.
Especially by you.
and the whole universe.
And me.
wow. so much love. i love it.
You can almost feel the hugs flowing.
and the world turning pink.
Pink? I’m more of an Lapis.