Here's the story as it was told to me...
After 22 years in the LED business Beef is finally sick of the stress, Beef quits 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's total peace and
quiet.
After six months or so of almost total isolation, comes a knock on his door. He opens it and a huge,bearded man is standing there.
"Name's Stan, your neighbor from forty miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday night. Thought you might like to come at
about 5:00."
"Great", says Beef, "after six months out here I'm ready to meet some local folks. Thank you."
As Stan is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you. Be some drinkin!"
"Not a problem" says Beef. "After 25 years in 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 and, if not, I can handle myself pretty well .....I'll be there. Thanks again."
"More'n likely be some wild sex, too,"
"Now that's really not a problem" says Beef, warming to the idea since he doesn't get laid very often.
"I've been all alone up here 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."
(Save your money bro. My garden will speak for itself)