Rural Party Invitation Sam had been in the hectic newspaper business for twentyfive years when he decided that he was sick of the stress andquit his job. He bought 50 acres of land in the middle ofNowhere. His place was so isolated that the postman came onlyonce a week and he went to the grocery store only once amonth. After six months of near total isolation, he hears a knockon the door. He opens the door and a big bearded guy isstanding there. He says, "Names Enoch...your neighbor fromfour miles over the ridge. Having a party Saturday...thoughtyou'd like to come." "Great," replies Sam. "After six months of living like thisI'm ready to meet some local folks. Thanks for inviting me."As Enoch is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you, though,there's gonna be some drinkin'." "Not a problem. After 25 years in the newspaper business, Ican drink with the best of them." Again, as he starts to leave, Enoch stops. "More 'n likelygonna be some fightin', too." Tough crowd, Sam thinks to himself. "Well, I get along withpeople. Don't worry, I'll be there. Thanks again." Once again, Enoch turns from the door, "I've seen some wildsex at these parties, too." "Now that is not a problem," Sam says. "I've been up hereall alone for six long months. I'll definitely be there. Bythe way, what should I wear?" Enoch stops in the doorway one last time and says, "Whateveryou want. Just gonna be the 2 of us there."
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