Bert and Dirk on a Disney cruise, the captain way over boozed. The whole wheel house one big snooze. The only crews awake are too busy with their porn. A storm, blows ups, Our two pups, over the railing go Bert with his stick, Dirk with board in tow. It's Gilligan's Island again you mofos. Adrift in the sea, woe woe is me an island in the distance beckons, Hey! better swim for it they reckons. It's black that night, when their feet hit shore. Beat, they sleep, Damn! Dirk snores! Alone? No way, a hundred native eyes are a watching. Some laugh and point. Some roll out a joint and ponder this curious pair. I smell "punk'd" in the air...
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