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Meeting the local folk
« on: Jul 26th, 2005, 12:28pm » |
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Jim was in the computer business for 25 years but finally got fed up with the stress. He quit his job and bought 300 acres in North Dakota as far from humanity as possible. He enjoyed seeing the postman once a week and picking up groceries and supplies at a distant town once a month. Otherwise, he lived in total isolation surrounded by peace and quiet. After six months someone knocks on his door. He opens it to find a large bearded man in overalls standing there. "Name's Ebb,… your neighbor from four miles up the road, havin’ a party this Saturday,… and would be grateful if ya’ drop by.” "Great," replied Jim, "After six months, I guess I’m ready to meet some locals. Thanks, of course I’ll be there.” As Ebb is leaving he turns around to add, "Gotta’ warn you there's gonna’ be some drinkin'." "No problem,” replies Jim, “after 25 years in the computer business, I can drink with the best of them". Ebb again starts to leave but turns to add, "More 'n' likely gonna’ be some fightin’ too" "Well, I get along with most people, so I'll still be there." Jim replies. Once more Ebb starts to leave but turns to add, "I’ve seen some wild sex go on at these parties, too." "Now that's definitely no problem," says Jim, "I've been alone here for six months! I'll absolutely be there. By the way how should I be dressed?" As he is walking away, Ebb responds, “Any way that makes ya’ comfortable, It’s just gonna’ be the two of us."
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