The Scout
Mr. and Mrs. Howell layed suning with a wet, cool, pineapple that was filled with Mary
Anne's punch. They were listening to a lovely selection of Hawaiin songs when Gilligan
came skipping a long to tell them that the Skipper was going to have a birthday party, but
that it would be a surprise. Alas, his footing was lost to a big rock just as he was nearing
the two lounge chairs and his fall took away the lovely Hawaiin music and replaced it
with a news station.
"Gilligan!" hollered Mr Howell,"Why don't you watch where you are going!?"
"I was watching mr Howell, I was going over to tell you about Skippers birthday party...
but dont say anything it is a surprise."
"Oh Thurston, we are going to have a party and I have punch all over my dress, what am
I going to wear?" Mrs. Howel continued to dab away the red spot hopelessly implanted
on her blouse.
"Don't worry Mrs. Howell..... I can......"
"Hush, hush my boy"
The news announcer continued his drone.
"In local news today, Hollywood movie producers are scouting by air. They are
in search of an Island for a movie in the works. The movie will be called 'Island of the
big bafoons'. Local talents are welcome to audition for any and all roles "
"Gilligan, Lovey, do you know what this means?"
"That we can audition to be the bafoons?"
"No Gilligan," Mrs. Howell continued with excitment, "It means there will a plane flying
over us soon!"
"We have to tell the others," Mr. Howell thought out loud, rising from his lounge chair
and nearly knocking the punch over the rest of his wifes blouse.
"Oh Thurston, I wont have to worry about what to wear for Skippers birthday party after
all. I have my whole wardrobe back home!"
"Yeah Mrs Howell...... maybe you could audition for one of the bafoons too."
"Oh Gilligan you are already doing a great job of being a bafoon we have to go tell
everyone a plane will be coming!"
Mr. and Mrs. Howell layed suning with a wet, cool, pineapple that was filled with Mary
Anne's punch. They were listening to a lovely selection of Hawaiin songs when Gilligan
came skipping a long to tell them that the Skipper was going to have a birthday party, but
that it would be a surprise. Alas, his footing was lost to a big rock just as he was nearing
the two lounge chairs and his fall took away the lovely Hawaiin music and replaced it
with a news station.
"Gilligan!" hollered Mr Howell,"Why don't you watch where you are going!?"
"I was watching mr Howell, I was going over to tell you about Skippers birthday party...
but dont say anything it is a surprise."
"Oh Thurston, we are going to have a party and I have punch all over my dress, what am
I going to wear?" Mrs. Howel continued to dab away the red spot hopelessly implanted
on her blouse.
"Don't worry Mrs. Howell..... I can......"
"Hush, hush my boy"
The news announcer continued his drone.
"In local news today, Hollywood movie producers are scouting by air. They are
in search of an Island for a movie in the works. The movie will be called 'Island of the
big bafoons'. Local talents are welcome to audition for any and all roles "
"Gilligan, Lovey, do you know what this means?"
"That we can audition to be the bafoons?"
"No Gilligan," Mrs. Howell continued with excitment, "It means there will a plane flying
over us soon!"
"We have to tell the others," Mr. Howell thought out loud, rising from his lounge chair
and nearly knocking the punch over the rest of his wifes blouse.
"Oh Thurston, I wont have to worry about what to wear for Skippers birthday party after
all. I have my whole wardrobe back home!"
"Yeah Mrs Howell...... maybe you could audition for one of the bafoons too."
"Oh Gilligan you are already doing a great job of being a bafoon we have to go tell
everyone a plane will be coming!"