After 25 years in the liquor business, Tom quits, buys 50 acres in remote Alaska, and lives in total peace - no visitors for six months.One day, there’s a knock. A huge bearded man says, “Name’s Lars, your neighbor from 40 miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday at 5. You should come.”“Sounds great,” says Tom.Lars starts to leave, then adds, “Gonna be some drinkin’.”“No problem - I can handle that.”“Probably some fightin’, too.”“I get along with folks - I’ll be fine.”“Maybe some wild sex, too.”“Even better!” Tom grins. “What should I wear?”Lars shrugs. “Don’t matter… just gonna be the two of us.
