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Jack, a New York stock broker, decides to chuck it all and buy a ranch. He finds a big place in Montana, far away from everything, and moves in.

After a few weeks of blissful solitude, Jack is sitting on his front porch, and he sees a pickup truck driving up his road.

A cowboy sort gets out of the truck and introduces himself, "Hey there, my name's Tom, and I came to welcome you to our neck of the world. I live about 20 miles from here, so I guess I'm your nearest neighbor."

Jack shakes the proffered hand and says, "Thanks for the welcome, I sure have enjoyed my stay so far."

Tom leans against the railing and says, "You know, I'm having a party at my place tomorrow night, if you'd like to come, we could sorta turn it into a welcome party for you.."

Jack smiles, "I'd like that."

Tom looks thoughtful, "I ought to warn you though, 'round these parts we do some serious fucking and sucking at our parties."

Jack grins wide, "Even better! What should I wear?"

Tom shrugs, "Well, it'll pretty much be you and me, so I guess you can wear whatever you want..."

(you can thank my dad for this one)

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