I was on holiday in Polynesia when a sudden breeze blew me over the side
of the S.S. Creamora and plunged me into the Pacific. I swam for days
until I came to a small island apparently inhabited only by a wild
parrot and myself. I walked toward the heart of the island. There I
found abundant fruit trees. I began gathering luscious fruit. I took
a bite from a piece and a remarkable thing occurred: my head fell off.