[pct-l] One last joke..

[Randy Forsland]

Switchback had worked hard his whole life....
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 Switchback, 'After six months out here I'm ready to meet some
local folks. Thank you.'
As Lars is leaving, he stops. 'Gotta warn you, Gonna be some drinkin'.'
Not a problem,' says Switchback. ' 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, but if I need to, I can go toe to toe with
anyone. I'll be there. Thanks again.'
'More'n likely gonna be some wild sex, too,'
'Now that's really not a problem,' says Switchback, 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.'