From the creators of 'The Red Shoe Diaries'
Every year, as a farewell, our school organised an annual trip for its seniors. The year I went, as we were over the Mediterranean our plane ditched into the sea and our teachers died. Most of us survived. Ralph decided we should worship a conch (What was he smoking?) and to cut a long story short, Piggy was crushed by a rock and alot of other shit went down. We found a hatch, were attacked by the others and picked off one by one until I was left alone with Wilson, a new guy at our school who, due to a birth deformity, was born in the shape of a volleyball. I lost alot of weight, made fire,performed ice skate -dentistry and eventually escaped to forge a mediocre and bland acting career playing John Everyman. The irony of the situation was that there was no need to be on a plane at all as our school was in Manchester and our trip was to the Big W 6 miles away... How we laughed!

This story may infringe on the works of William Golding, J.J Abrams, William Broyles Jr. or Cyndi Lauper.
(clusterfuck detesting 'length' jokes since, Sun 10 Dec 2006, 15:06, Reply)