Saturday, December 22, 2007

Living in Alaska

Tom had been in the liquor business for 25 years.
Finally sick of the stress he quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in Alaska as far from humanity as possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month. Otherwise it's total peace and quiet.

After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door. He opens it and a huge, bearded man is standing there. ''Name's Lars, your neighbour from forty miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday night. Thought you might like to come. About 5:00."
"Great", says Tom, "After six months out here I'm ready to meet some local folks. Thank you."

As Lars is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you, be some drinkin'."
"Not a problem," says Tom. "After 25 years in the business, I can drink with the best of 'em." Again, the big man starts to leave and stops. "More'n' likely gonna be some fightin' too." "Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right. I'll be there. Thanks again.""More'n likely be some wild sex, too," "Now that's really not a problem," says Tom, warming to the idea. "I've been all alone for six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way, what should I wear?"

"Don't much matter. Just gonna be the two of us."

6 comments:

Pam said...

hee hee...love that.
enjoy your christmas mi amigo.

Mary Christine said...

I think you must work harder on Saturdays than any other day. Where do you find this stuff?

Thanks for the laugh bro.

peanut said...

Oh dAAve, I really like that one !!
thank you and,

Merry Christmas !!
I have your Mom in my thoughts and prayers.

Love you.

Shannon said...

OMG that was sooooo funny daave!!!!!!

msb said...

tee he!

Scott W said...

That joke is old, bro.