Shipwrecked

Well, there you are BOILS AND GHOULS! Your Old Pal, CREEPS, was just GOO-NING IN for my favorite t.v. show, KILL-IGAN'S ISLAND heh-heh-heh. Let's see what KILL-IGAN, the others including SCARY ANNE get into tonight! On the SLOPIC, our SHIVER-SHANTY is about two sailors, who get...
Back in 1920, a ship was sailing out, in the Pacific Ocean somewhere one night. A sailor was at the wheel, steering the sea vessel, and another sailor walked over to him from across the deck then. There was an island in the distance, and as the sailor at the wheel, sailed closer towards it, the second sailor standing by him, smoked a pipe. The winds picked up and the sailor at the ship's wheel spun it hard. The ship turned sideways and blew sideways within the strong wind. The two sailors screamed, the second sailor holding on tightly to the side of the ship. The winds blew the ship closer to the island, and as the first sailor spun the wheel of the ship, it turned straight quickly and hit the big rocks of the island's shore. The front of the ship smashed and both sailors fell to the deck, screaming. The sailor who was at the wheel, stood up and tried turning the it, but the ship was caught on the big rock. The other sailor got to his feet and picked up his pipe. 
He smoked it again. "Our ship is wrecked, Simon my Friend" he said to the sailor at the wheel. "Yes, it is indeed, Chester. We're stranded on this island" Simon replied to him. That evening, Simon and Chester sat on rocks across from each other, with a campfire in between them. They drank bottles of Jim Beam Whiskey together and Simon said to Chester: "there's only a limited supply of food on our ship of course, Chester. I am gonna eat and stock up good. I am the Captain ya know". He then stood up, pulled a pocket-knife out of his pocket, and flicked it open. Simon rushed to Chester's side of the campfire and as Chester screamed in surprised-horror, Simon stabbed him within the shadows, causing the sailor to fall over dead then. The following day, Simon jumped off the wrecked-ship and walked along the beach of the island. "There, I have extra meat for a week now. Enough time to repair the ship. Now, to bury Chester's bones!" he said to himself. Simon walked to a shovel that was sticking up, out of the sand, pulled it out, and started digging a hole. When he dug a deep enough hole, he looked down at a skeleton lying beside it, and said to it: "here's your grave, Chester". He picked up Chester's skeleton and tossed him into the hole then. Later that night, Simon was sitting on one the rock by the campfire he did the night before, and cooked a fish in a frying-pan over the fire. 
As the tide crashed onto the shore of the island, a dreaded deep-moaning was heard suddenly. Simon looked over, towards Chester's grave where the moaning was coming from. He looked, and saw the zombie who was also a skeleton of Chester, moaning eerily and lurching closer to him then. Simon screamed in surprised-horror, jumping to his feet immediately. As Simon flung the fish out of his frying pan, the zombie of Chester got to him, moaning deeply, clawing at Simon's face with his boney-fingers, causing the sailor to scream. Simon struck Chester's decaying-skull with the frying pan, causing the zombie to fall sideways onto the beach. But the zombie of the other sailor got to his boney-feet with sickening-sounds of cracking, and clutched Simon's throat with his skeletal-hands. As Simon choked, the zombie of Chester bit his cheek, causing Simon's eyes to widen. Within the darkness of the night the zombified-skeleton made the sickening-sounds of eating and gnawing of flesh. Soon, the zombified-skeleton of Chester dropped the skull of Simon in the sand, by the feet of Simon's dead body. The zombie of Chester moaned deeply as he turned and lurched back to his grave. 
Ha-Ha, talk about A FLESH IN THE PAN eh, Kiddies? Simon got rather SKIN DEEP with Chester there, but Chester had sure gotten A-HEAD OF HIM hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Well, that'll BEACH OLD SIMON heh-heh-heh. DIE-MON I mean SIMON was in a BOAT-LOAD OF TROUBLE with Chester. NO BONES A-BOAT THAT...EXCEPT FOR CHESTER'S aha-ha-ha-ha-ha!