shipwrecked!

one time, i had a dream that my neighbor told me about being shipwrecked and alone, on an island in the pacific, during the second world war.

he claimed that he survived on beer and pretzels brought to him by people from outerspace.
he was rescued by the royal navy. when the british sailors came ashore, they drank all the beer together. then, he danced a hornpipe.

my pet-fish, bubbles, got into a tizzy about this. he said that it was actually called the british pacific fleet, and they were made up of commonwealth navies under american command.
bubbles said they were probably australians that rescued him, but our neighbor, bellini, couldn't tell the difference.

i told bubbles that it must have been the english since they used a viking style ship.

so we decided to ask arturo bellini, our neighbor. he told us that he was in the army not the navy. he also told us that he was in the european theater, not the war in the pacific. he told us that he spent most of the war years involved with experiments in time travel, not aliens.

his wife said that it really didn't matter because he wasn't that great of a dancer anyway.