That reminds me of another......

An Atlanta stockbrocker got sick of the big city and decided to sell out and buy a ranch in TEXAS.

So a month or so goes by, he's out in his corral one day and a real genuine cowboy comes riding up on a horse. He introduces himself as the owner of the next spread down the valley and says he's havin a party Saturday nite and is extending an invitation.

The Atlanta broker says, sure, he'll come. Thanks.

The cowboy says, I gotta warn ya now, here in TEXAS our parties get a little wild.

No problem says Atlanta. We get wild in Georgia.

Sometimes we do a little drinkin, says the cowboy.

No problem says Atlanta. I can drink with the best of em.

Sometimes we do a little fightin too, says the cowboy.

No problem says Atlanta, we know how to fight in Georgia.

Sometimes we even have a little sex, says the cowboy.

Great! says Atlanta, I been out here a month doing without. What should I wear?

Cowboy says, It don't really matter, it'll just be the two of us.