Rat race

June 2, 2010 at 7:26 am Leave a comment

A big-city businessman has had enough of the rat race so he moves to an isolated cabin deep in the woods.

He’s been there a few days when there’s a knock on his door. There stands a grizzled old mountain man.

“I live over that mountain. I come to invite ya to a party,” says the old man.

“Well this is a surprise,” the man says. “I didn’t even know I had any neighbors. I’d love to go to the party. Thanks for inviting me!”

The old man turns to walk away, then turns back. “I guess I should warn ya. There’s gonna be drinkin’.”

“Well, I can certainly hold my liquor. No problem there.”

“And I guess I oughta let you know, there’s gonna be fightin’.”

“I never go looking for trouble, but I think I can handle myself.”

“And you should know there’s gonna be lovin’.”

“Hmmm. Well, I have been getting lonely out here, so I think I can handle that too!”

The old man once again turns to walk away. The man in the cabin calls out, “Wait! Should I bring anything?”

“Bring anything you want. Just gonna be you and me.”


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