A man was washed up on a beach after a terrible shipwreck. Only a sheep
> and a sheepdog were washed up with him.
>
> After looking around, he realized that they were stranded on a deserted
> island.
>
> After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
> companions to the beach every evening to watch the sunset.
>
> One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
> clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.
>
> As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better to the
> lonely man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.
> But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until
> the man took his arm from around the sheep.
>
> After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but
> there was no more cuddling.
> A few weeks passed by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.
>
> The only survivor was Margaret Beckett.
> That evening, the man brought Margaret to the evening beach ritual. It
> was another beautiful evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle
> breeze - perfect for a night of romance. Pretty soon, the man started to
> get 'those feelings' again..
>
> He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned
> over to Margaret and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Margaret
> batted her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him.
>
>
>
>
> He said, 'Would you mind taking the dog for a walk?'
>
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'Money, it turned out was like sex, you thought of nothing else if you didn't have it and thought of other things if you did'
James baldwin, 1924-1987,American writer.
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