A guy, a pig, and a dog are the only survivors of a terrible shipwreck, and they find themselves stranded on a desert island.

After being there for awhile, they get into a ritual of going to the beach every night to watch the sun go down.

One particular evening, the sky was red with beautiful cirrus clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle -- in short, a perfect night for romance! Well, that pig started looking bette...

Why didn't anyone laugh at the poor cloud's joke?

It was a cirrus joke

My mind is a little cloudy...

...time for some cirrus thought.

My friend said he wanted to float at the top of the troposphere....

I said "You can't be cirrus."

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