If you and the Person above you were Stuck On an Island

I suspect that, squeamish as I am about touching dead flesh, I'd soon be tempted to flay him and use the skin to make a coracle to get off the island.
 
I suspect that, squeamish as I am about touching dead flesh, I'd soon be tempted to flay him and use the skin to make a coracle to get off the island.

oh very nice!

I'd negotiate a pact to agree to live on opposite ends of the island, getting together only in extreme emergencies.
 
We would just BE...and talk...and smile...and laugh...what a wonderful time with a dear friend...

Oh and talk about the Lit men...:heart::D

That we would! :)

Oh how wonderful that sounds right now. You find the island and I'll book the tickets...:)
 
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