Party time in Alaska

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Sam had been in business for 25 years and is
finally sick of the stress. He quits his job and
buys 50 acres 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 there is a big, bearded man standing
there.

"Names Ned. Your neighbor from 40 miles away.
Having a party Friday. Thought you might like to
come. About 5."

"Great," says Sam. "After six months out here,
I'm ready to meet some local folks. Thank you."

As Ned is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you.
There's gonna be some drinkin."
"Not a problem. After 25 years in business, can
drink with the best of em."

Again, as he starts to leave, Ned 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 Ned turns from the door. "I've seen
some wild sex at these parties also."
"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 bring?"

Ned stops in the door again and says, "Whatever
you want, just gonna be the two of us"