Posted on 01/05/2007 4:19:07 PM PST by snugs
Sam had been in business for 25 years and is finally sick of the stress. He quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in Alaska as far from humanity as possible.
Sam 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 there is a big, bearded man standing there. "Name's Lars...Your neighbor from forty miles away.... Having a party Friday to celebrate the new Millennium.... Thought you'd like to come. About 5..."
"Great," says Sam, "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's gonna be some drinkin'." "Not a problem... after 25 years in business, I can drink with the best of 'em."
Again, as he starts to leave, Lars stops. "More 'n' likely gonna be some fightin' too." Sam says, "Well, I get along with people. I'll be there.
Thanks again."
Once again Lars turns from the door. "I've seen some wild sex at these parties, too."
"Now that's really not a problem," says Sam. "I've been all alone for six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way, what should I wear?"
Lars stops in the door again and says, "Whatever you want, just gonna be the two of us."
~~~~~
According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid December. Female reindeer retain their antlers till after they give birth in the spring. Therefore, according to every historical rendition depicting Santa's reindeer, every single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen - had to be a female. We should've known. Only women would be able to drag a fat man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.
"word up homey!"
damn right, bro...
"Whats up.... Well, the amount of snow in the yard :-)"
well, it's alaska...
Ah, no...
trust me on this one...
first, i tend to abhor dancing. second, the sight of a 255lb lineman dancing is enough to make most people sick. third, well, 'nuff said.
chalk another dead thread for me...
In Eagle River...
Rustic Life...
This last one is outside Fairbanks. Just imagine it this month.
It's been years since a woman wanted to dance with me. In fact, it's likely been since I was your age. As you said very well, having to dance with me would be a kind of cruel and unusual punishment.
How did you break and then reinjure your elbow? Are these recent injuries or injuries from childhood?
I'm sorry to hear that you've had other problems. I've had more problems than I'd like, but I've avoided the big ones so far.
I faded quickly last night, but I'm still recovering from a cold. I love the little friend.
Is that last pix you holding the fish? are the children yours?
The pix are breathtaking.. LOVE the seals, the country side.. The dog is the nana dog in Peter Pan? I can see the bottle of rum? ha!
thanks for the great pix
Ladies, you must see Thanckney's wonderful pix above this post.. several sets of pix! They are funny, beautiful, magnificent, along the way.
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