Don't Retire in Alaska & Go To Christmas Parties

**Big AL** · #1 (**permalink**) 05-29-2007, 11:51 AM

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 neighbor 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
drinking'."
"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 fighting' too."
"Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right. I'll be
there, Thanks again."
"More'n likely be some wild “whoopee makin’ goin’ on”, 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."