Something smells here! I mean , you have not one but TWO drop dead beautiful women stranded on an island with you , yet you sleep in the same hut with some ol' fat dude who hits you on the head and calls you "lil' buddy"!Me? I would be thinking about a MaryAnn/Gilligan/Ginger sandwich , but hey , that's just me thinking aloud . And do not even get me started on the Professor. This assclown would rather be making coconut batteries than molesting these fine examples of the female form.So you have these two beauties stuck with three men of questionable sexual preferences.... Maybe Gilligan was the Skipper's main squeeze 'cause he always freaked out when somefine Ginger started putting her mack on him. Sorry for the rant , it just doesn't make sense. BTW , I'm a MaryAnn kinda dude , personally.
