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The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.
She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.
The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.
Peggy blushed.
"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."
Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."
Peggy began reading.
"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."
Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.
"I'm ready to start a new movie."
"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."
Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.
Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"
"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.
"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.
"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.
"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"
Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.
It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo
tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.
Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."
So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.
"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."
"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"
"Ok, as long as you behave!"
Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.
Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.
"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.
Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.
"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"
"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.
"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"
Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.
Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.
Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"
Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.
"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."
Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"
Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"
Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"
"What about us?"
"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"
The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.
"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."
"Yeah, whatever, just help."
Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"
"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.
"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"
"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of
She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.
The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.
Peggy blushed.
"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."
Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."
Peggy began reading.
"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."
Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.
"I'm ready to start a new movie."
"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."
Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.
Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"
"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.
"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.
"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.
"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"
Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.
It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo
tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.
Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."
So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.
"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."
"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"
"Ok, as long as you behave!"
Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.
Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.
"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.
Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.
"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"
"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.
"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"
Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.
Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.
Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"
Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.
"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."
Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"
Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"
Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"
"What about us?"
"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"
The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.
"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."
"Yeah, whatever, just help."
Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"
"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.
"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"
"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of