A Wall Street guy got tired of the rat race and moved to Montana and got himself a sheep ranch.
The first winter was brutal. Below zero temperatures and absolute isolation, but he was solid in his resolve to make it and survive in that environment.
In May the snow was thawing and his phone finally rang.
the caller said that every year when winter broke, he invited all his neighbors over for one hell of a party. The new guy said that sounded great and asked what went on at these parties.
The caller said that you know how these things go. There will be a lot of drinking and sooner or later there'll be some fighting and there's generally some fu**ing.
The new guy said that sounded great and asked how many people were usually at these parties.
The caller replied, "Oh, it'll just be the two of us".
The first winter was brutal. Below zero temperatures and absolute isolation, but he was solid in his resolve to make it and survive in that environment.
In May the snow was thawing and his phone finally rang.
the caller said that every year when winter broke, he invited all his neighbors over for one hell of a party. The new guy said that sounded great and asked what went on at these parties.
The caller said that you know how these things go. There will be a lot of drinking and sooner or later there'll be some fighting and there's generally some fu**ing.
The new guy said that sounded great and asked how many people were usually at these parties.
The caller replied, "Oh, it'll just be the two of us".
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