Quoting Conyersguy:

A successful real estate attorney in Atlanta finally meets his life goals and retires to his dream.....a farm in rural Alabama.
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At first it is everything he dreams of....Hard work in God's country; not a single soul to be seen any day...He thrives on the solitude and refreshing quiet.
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A week passes.....then a month.....then two.......Now, he is starting to get lonely...His batteries are recharged, and he is beginning to miss human contact.
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Finally, one day, he sees a distant cloud of dust on the dirt road....miles away.....He watches as it gets closer and closer.....At last, a beat-up old pickup truck pulls up, and pulls into the yard....A huge bearded mountain of a man gets out...He pulls his overalls up, and spits a stream of tobacco juice as he gets out....an intimidating sight, straight out of Deliverance.
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But he is a affable fellow...He introduces himself, "Howdy, neighbor.¿ I'm John Wilson, from down the road.¿ I heard somebody bought the old Smith place.¿ I just wanted to get over here and welcome you to the community...And to let you know I'm having a party at my place this Saturday night....I sure would love for you to come."
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The new guy is glad to get the invitation....and just glad to see ANYBODY, period!!!!...He answers, "Why, thank you.¿ I appreciate the invitation, and I WAS getting lonely around here...I haven't seen a soul since I moved in....What do you do at your parties?"
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The country giant answers, "Well, we'll drink a little....then we'll eat a little... then we'll drink a little more.....Then we're gonna F*CK¿ ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!!!"
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The new guy answers, "Wow !!!...That's my kind of party!!!!¿ I'll be there at 7:00, sharp...What should I wear?"
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The big guy answers, "Aw, hell, it don't matter...There ain't gonna be nobody there but you and me.
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:):):)

A successful real estate attorney in Atlanta finally meets his life goals and retires to his dream.....a farm in rural Alabama.
.
At first it is everything he dreams of....Hard work in God's country; not a single soul to be seen any day...He thrives on the solitude and refreshing quiet.
.
A week passes.....then a month.....then two.......Now, he is starting to get lonely...His batteries are recharged, and he is beginning to miss human contact.
.
Finally, one day, he sees a distant cloud of dust on the dirt road....miles away.....He watches as it gets closer and closer.....At last, a beat-up old pickup truck pulls up, and pulls into the yard....A huge bearded mountain of a man gets out...He pulls his overalls up, and spits a stream of tobacco juice as he gets out....an intimidating sight, straight out of Deliverance.
.
But he is a affable fellow...He introduces himself, "Howdy, neighbor.¿ I'm John Wilson, from down the road.¿ I heard somebody bought the old Smith place.¿ I just wanted to get over here and welcome you to the community...And to let you know I'm having a party at my place this Saturday night....I sure would love for you to come."
.
The new guy is glad to get the invitation....and just glad to see ANYBODY, period!!!!...He answers, "Why, thank you.¿ I appreciate the invitation, and I WAS getting lonely around here...I haven't seen a soul since I moved in....What do you do at your parties?"
.
The country giant answers, "Well, we'll drink a little....then we'll eat a little... then we'll drink a little more.....Then we're gonna F*CK¿ ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!!!"
.
The new guy answers, "Wow !!!...That's my kind of party!!!!¿ I'll be there at 7:00, sharp...What should I wear?"
.
The big guy answers, "Aw, hell, it don't matter...There ain't gonna be nobody there but you and me.
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:):):)