Six Months

Dan, a 35 year old New York stock broker had made it so big on Wall Street that he was able to retire at a young age. Using his wealth, he buys a small cottage in the Vermont mountains. After 6 months of hardly any human contact, except for venturing into town for supplies, he hears a knock on his door. He opens the door to find this big, surly, bearded man standing in front of him. "May I help you," Dan asks. "The name's Jim, I live 'bout two miles down the road in my cabin," the man says. "I'm having a party this coming Saturday and I thought I'd invite you seein' that you're new and all here." Dan accepts the invitation saying, "Great, I haven't been out in six months." Jim says "I gotta warn ya, there's gon' be a lot a drinkin at this party." "Well, I've been to all the bars in New York and have held my ground with the best of them," Dan replies. "A lot of fightin' goes on that these parties too," Jim says. Dan replies "well, it'll be nice to get out and I think I can hold my own." Jim offers, "there's also gon' be some wild love making." "Well I have been alone for the last six months," Dan says with a laugh. So the two exchange numbers and directions and just as Jim is walking away Dan says "What should I wear?" Jim turns and replies, "Whatever you want, just gon' be us two."