Tom had been in the liquor business for 25 years. Finally sick

of the stress he quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in Alaska

as far from humanity as possible.



He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month.

Otherwise it'* total peace and quiet.



After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks

on his door. He opens it and a huge, bearded man is standing there.



"Name'* 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 Tom, "after six months out here I'm ready to meet some

local folks. Thank you."



As Lars is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you......be some drinkin'."



"Not a problem" says Tom. "After 25 years in the business, I can drink

with the best of 'em."



Again, the big man starts to leave and stops. "More 'n' likely gonna be

some fightin' too."



"Well, I get along with people, I'll be all right. I'll be there, Thanks again."



"More'n likely be some wild sex, too,"



"Now that'* really not a problem" says Tom, warming to the idea. "I've

been all alone for six months! I'll definitely be there. By the way, what

should I wear?"



"Don't much matter .... Just gonna be the two of us.

that is wrong in so many ways

it was told different . but I havent heard that joke in years

sooo that'* what happens in Alaska.

Explains why Greg and Geoff were at that bar...lol

ROFLMAO!!! :

Thanks! I needed that laugh!

i think it was a men from maine....

Thats it it was an old radio bit