Gilligan November 8, 2013November 8, 2013 ~ Tara R. Run aground, stranded Lost bearings, left high and dry A three-hour tour Submitted to Haiku Friday for LouCeeL NaBloPoMo 8/30 Share with friends... Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related
A three hour tour. We’ve been hearing a lot of that in my house recently, because my daughter just discovered the wonder that is Gilligan’s Island. LikeLike Reply
I’m singing the song now…and giggling.
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The Professor was my favorite castaway.
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me too, I found him interesting and sexy.
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Wonderful haiku and love the creative photography ~ thanks, carol, xxx
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My entire life, I’ve wanted a radio made out of coconuts.
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A three hour tour.
We’ve been hearing a lot of that in my house recently, because my daughter just discovered the wonder that is Gilligan’s Island.
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