by Boikat » Sun Mar 27, 2011 1:59 pm
"My Island.. "
Long ago, on another forum dedicated to science fiction/ fantasy (Speculative Vision)..
(The scene: A small spacecraft has crash landed on a small island of a small planet after being hit by a heat seeking empty beer keg.... You'll just have to take my word on that, and believe me, trying to explain would get really, really complicated.. Trust me....
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About an hour later, Boikat and Tipper looked around the island that he'd put the ship down on. "Nice. I think I'll call it 'My Island'."
"Your Island?"
"No, 'My island'."
"That's what I mean, why do you get to call it 'your island', when I was the one who spotted it?"
"It's not 'Your Island', it's 'My Island'."
"Well, it's not 'Your Island' either!"
"That's what I just said. It's not 'Your Island', it's 'My Island'."
"Says who?"
"Who says what?"
"Who says that is 'Your Island'?"
"Nobody. It's 'My Island'."
"Says who?"
"Nobody."
Tipper counted to 'ten' in less that two seconds.
"What's the name of this island?"
"'My Island'."
"Your Island."
"No. 'My Island'."
"Then why not just name the whole bloody planet 'My Planet'?"
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"No reason."
"Then why bother to name this 'Your Island'?"
"It seemed to be the thing to do, and it's 'My Island', not 'Your Island'."
"Oh? Okay then, where's 'My Island'?"
Boikat looked puzzled. "You're standing on it."
"IiiiiiEEEEEEEE!" screamed Tipper, as she ran up the gang plank.
Boikat turned and looked at the damage to the port ram scoop. "Thank you Abbot and Costello..."
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