High Man On The Totem Pole

Give you a cookie if you name the episode I'm referring to! LOL.

Question: what is your favorite episode from each season? I love It's Magic, The Postman Cometh, and The Producer.

One more thought; I just have to thank you all again for reading, I forgot to mention it but reason I was on hiatus for so long was for two reasons. One: The Jonas Brothers and Two: My grandma. Reason One is I been writing for Jonas a lot, and reason two, My grandma died New Year's Day so I hadn't written till like a week ago literally… I was that shaken and broken up, but I am okay now.

Mr. Howell stepped closer to his look-alike and the three men.

"But what did you do with your look alike, Gilligan?" the Professor asked.

"Yes… Please tell me you didn't destroy it," the Skipper begged, and the Professor cocked a brow at him.

"What? I just think it's a nice statue!" Skipper said, and Roy Hinkley folded his arms and gave him a look.

"Oh good! I thought you were going to say it was haunted, and if I destroy it, more voodoo will come," Gilligan said.

The Skipper put on a pained look and the Professor sighed. "There is no such thing as voodoo and never will be!"

Skipper leaned into Gilligan. "'Course he says that! He was the only one who turned into a zombie and didn't see all the voodoo!" he whispered.

The Professor rolled his eyes. "You're safe, Gilligan, maybe the thing is better gone so you won't have to worry."

"But I'm not worried, Professor, because my mini-me is in my hut!"

"So then why use me as new statue?" Mr. Howell asked, turning around.

"Because I didn't want the job, and I thought you would," Gilligan answered.

"Yeah… look at this way, Mr. Howell, if anyone can civilize a Kupaki it's you and Mrs. Howell," the Professor said.

"Yeah, plus you would only have to teach them English and how to do a job. Then you'd never have to pay them," the Skipper added.

Mr. Howell tapped his chin and turned. But the other three ran off before he realized he had been tricked.

"But I don't… Hey! No one leaves a Howell while he is talking!" the millionaire protested, and stormed off himself.

Gilligan hid in the cave he had used since the magic fiasco, and chuckling, he settled down to write.

Dear Diary

We fund a totim pol. This islind is prity big. We kep finden new stuf. This totim was specil. It had me up on top. I thawt I wuz a hed hunteeer. The prafeseer mad me reliz im nut. I did nut no he kared fer me tel he put his hed out fer me to chop with a hend ax. What a frend. I tuk the hed of me. ill show mum it when we leve alung with all my animel frends and you diary, I jus hop misteer howell can take beyen a kupeki.

Gilligan