Sam’s stressed, so he quits his job and moves to Vermont as far from humanity as possible. After 6 months of isolation, he gets a knock on his door. He opens it and there is a big, bearded Vermonter there. "Name’s Enoch. I live 4 miles over. Havin a party Saturday. Thought you’d like to come."
“Great,” Sam says, “After 6 months of this I’m ready to meet some locals." As Enoch is leaving he stops, "Gotta warn ya there’s gonna be some drinkin’." Sam laughs. "No problem, I can drink with the best of ’em." Again, as he starts to leave Enoch stops. "More ’n’ likely some fightin’ too." Sam thinks, and says "I get along with people. I’ll be there.” Once again Enoch turns. "I’ve seen some wild sex at these parties." Sam smiles, "Now that’s no problem, I’ve been alone for 6 months! By the way, what should I wear?" Enoch replies, "Whatever you want, just gonna be the 2 of us."