3 cannibals got blown out to sea and lost for a number of days. Just as they were about to play paper/scissors/rock to see which two would eat the other, one of them saw an island. As they were friends they thought they would try the island first, see if they could find someone else to eat.

As their little boat washed up they were met by a very fat man, fattest they had ever seen.

He was there on fat solo survival stay or fsss for short. This is where a person who wanted to lose weight would stay for two weeks.

The island had heaps of food, but it was all natural growing and had to be picked or dug up.

The large man saw the boat and the 3 cannibals and ran towards them yelling and waving.

He had been there a week, he explained but couldn't find any of the " plentyful" food.

The 3 cannibals looked at each other drooling and nodded at the fat man.

He invited them back to his camp, about 100 metres from the beach.

As the fat man led the way, he complained about the lack of food, however the cannibals could see many edible plants on only that short trip alone.

Once at the camp, they they knocked the fattie out and tied him to a pole, put him over the fire and with one of the cannibals turning him began to roast him.

" Just remember to turn him slowly Gerald" they said to the youngest of the group, tasked with rotating their meal.

The other two left and came back 10 minutes later with a basket of potatoes they had seen growing on their walk from the beach.

They decided to make chips from the potatoes and soon had them frying below the main dish.

The large man started to wake up, but Neville, the oldest cannibal said don't worry he will breath in the smoke, that would finish him and impart a lovely subtle smoky flavour.

As the two cannibals prepared to leave again, they reminded Gerald to turn slow, for a nice even roast.

When they got back with a a salad basket, they were shocked to see a red faced Garald spin the fat man so fast that he was almost coming off the pole

"What are you doing Gerald?!" Neville yelled.

" I was turning him slow" a sobbing Garald replied " but every time he got to the bottom the fat bastard would nick a chip!"