Peteff
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| posted on 8/9/05 at 01:52 PM |
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Party time
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 sees a huge,
bearded man 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...There'sgonna 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?"
Whatever you want. Just gonna be the two of us."
yours, Pete
I went into the RSPCA office the other day. It was so small you could hardly swing a cat in there.
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donut
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| posted on 8/9/05 at 02:30 PM |
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Yep.. i like that one..very good 
Andy
When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/andywest1/
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