There we were trapped on the island, we had run out of food…
of course there was the dead shark just lying on the sand. It had washed up in the middle of the night. We weren’t really sure if it was actually dead or playing possum.
Jerry decided to get a long stick and poke it a few times to see if it would move. Starving by now, the prospect of eating it was uppermost in our minds. Jerry didn’t get too close, but did try to get a reaction. “Even if it’s still alive it ain’t goin’ nowhere on the sand”–one of Jerry’s more keen observations.
After determining it was no longer harmful, Jerry built a fire and we were about to have flake, a delicacy served on palm leaves. What a treat!
By the time Jerry laboriously sliced off some meat with a pointed piece of driftwood, our mouths were watering. Placing that part in the coals, we heard an unfamiliar sound.
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The sound grew louder and two shocked castaways saw a nice looking motorboat coming towards them. A smartly dressed man in shades, shorts, and white shoes jumped onto the sand. “G’day mates! I see you found our guy! He drifted off the set last night and we’ve been looking for him ever since.”
The two islanders stood open mouthed as they realized the shark was only a fake used for the upcoming “Sharkanado 25” movie crew.
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How Credible or Creative do you find my tale – please score me out of 10.”
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The Bag Lady 
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