Rural Parties, Don't GO !!
Added on: 10th Jun 2013
[Names have been changed to protect the innocent]
Sam has been in the computer business for 25 years and is finally sick of the stress. He quits his job and buys 20 acres of land in Llandod to be as far away from humanity as possible.
Sam sees the mailman once a week and gets groceries once a month. Otherwise, it's total peace and quiet.
After 6 months or so of almost total isolation, he's finishing dinner one day when someone knocks on his door. He opens it and there is a big, bearded man standing there. "Name's Mike... Your neighbor from four miles over the hill there... Having a party Saturday... Thought you'd like to come."
"Great," says Sam, "after 6 months of this I'm ready to meet some local folks. Thank you."
As Mike is leaving he stops, "Gotta warn you there's gonna be some drinking." "Not a problem... After 25 years in the computer business, I can drink with the best of 'em."
Again, as he starts to leave, Mike stops. "More 'n' likely gonna be some fightin' too." Damn, Sam thinks... Tough crowd. "Well, I get along with people and if not I can handle myself a bit. I'll be there. Thanks again."
Once again Mike turns from the door. "I've seen some wild sex at these parties, too." "Now that's not a problem," says Sam, "Remember I've been alone for 6 months! I'll definitely be there... By the way, what should I wear?"
Mike turns and whispers, "Whatever you want, just gonna be the two of us."