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Originally Posted by Vanster
I liked Gilligan's Island because that's been a fantasy of mine. Shipwrecked and have to start over-- make huts out of bamboo and hammocks from vines and have to carry water for 2 hot girls.
The problem with Gilligan's Island is while the premise was fantastic, the writing and acting were ****. Every storyline for every episode was stupid, and no one could act, save Alan Hale and occasionally, Bob Denver.
It could have been so much better.
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Well, it was made for kids.
Imagine if it was written for adults.
Not like Survivor.
Let's see....
Day 20 -
Ginger and Mary Ann are starting to feel a little "bushy". However, they haven't brought anything to shave with. So, they plot to borrow the Professor's straight razor. They sneak in and grab it along with his shaving brush and soap.
They sneak into the jungle and realize they don't know how to use it. So, they decide to shave each other.
Gilligan is out looking for fruit and hears some laughing. He peeks through a bush and sees the girls shaving their cootchies. He is peering at them and a coconut falls from a tree and bonks him in the head. He staggers into the clearing and the girls try to cover themselves up.
"Giligan! Were you peeping?"
"Me? No. I swear! I was just looking for melons!"
"How about these melons?"
The girls hold him down and take turns riding on his cock.
They return to camp and the skipper asks a wiped out looking Gilligan if he found any melons. Gilligan can barely keep his head up.
"Boy did I"
"Well, where are they?"
He looks at the girls and they hold their fingers up to their lips to say "Shhh".
"Well, I ate them"
wahh wahhh wahhhhh
Cut to the Professor trying to shave. His blade is really dull and he pulls a pube out of his mouth.
Meanwhile, Mr Howell is wearing women's clothes in their hut while Lovey whips his ass with a vine. A monkey peeks in and sticks his finger up Howells butt. Smells his finger and falls out the window. He thinks it's Lovey. "Oh darling" he says. She pulls a face at the camera.
Cut to credits.