Coconuts float, that's how they propagate island to island. The real lucky trick was catching the seagull.
I dunno--them coconuts can be wily. And you got to be sure you make a clean shot because the last thing you want is for one to go rogue on you.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.