On his Birthday Party Sam has 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’s
a big, bearded man standing there.
My name is Thomas Your neighbor from forty miles away. Having a
birthday party Friday, Thought you might like to come. at 5 o’clock.
Great, says Sam, after six months out here I’m ready to meet some
local folks. Thank you.
As Thomas is leaving, he stops. Gotta warn you There’s gonna be
Not a problem after 25 years in business, I can drink all the night,
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