100th poste joke (kinda late)
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100th poste joke (kinda late)
Alaska
Gonna Be A Wild Time
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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 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 up the road... Having a Christmas party Friday night... Thought you might like to come. About 5:00..."
"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," says Sam. "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 alright. 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, laughing. "I've been all alone for six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way, what should I bring?"
Lars stops in the door again and says, "Whatever you want. Just gonna be the two of us."
Gonna Be A Wild Time
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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 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 up the road... Having a Christmas party Friday night... Thought you might like to come. About 5:00..."
"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," says Sam. "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 alright. 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, laughing. "I've been all alone for six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way, what should I bring?"
Lars stops in the door again and says, "Whatever you want. Just gonna be the two of us."
There is something wrong with you, or whoever it was that came up with that. But it was funny.
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OK, I'm gonna tack my 100th post joke on this thread instead of starting a new one. I heard this recently and hope it wasn't here on this forum.
I saw a delivery truck last week with the typical filthy rear roll-up door. Somebody had written in the dirt with his finger: "I wish my wife was this dirty!"
I saw a delivery truck last week with the typical filthy rear roll-up door. Somebody had written in the dirt with his finger: "I wish my wife was this dirty!"
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