Mountain Party!

[TAR]

A city guy decides he's had enough of urban life so he buys a small cabin deep in the woods far from civilization.

About three weeks after he moves in, there's a knock on the door. The city guy opens it and finds a big ol', scraggly, stinky mountain man with four teeth missing.

"Howdy," says the mountain man.

"Hello," replies the city guy.

"I live about ten miles over the ridge. I come ta invite ya to a party Saturday night."

"That's friendly of you," says the city guy.

"Jest gotta warn ya, though," the mountain man says, "There's gonna be lots of smokin' and drinkin' and cussin' and screwin'! Especially screwin'!

This gets the city guy's interest since he's been away from other people for so long. "Wow," he says, "That sounds great! I look forward to it!"

"Alright then," the mountain man says, "See ya Saturday."

"Wait a minute," the city guy stops him. "I've never been to a country party before. What should I wear?"

"Hell, I don't care," says the mountain man, "Wear whatever ya want. It's jest gonna be you and me."