A man is sick and tired of his busy life in the city

So he packs up everything he owns, sells his house, and buys a little place way out in the countryside in the middle of nowhere. He spends a couple of months peacefully on his own; he gets up every morning, catches some fish from the river running near his house, tends to his vegetable garden, and spends the rest of the day reading or taking long walks through the countryside.

After almost six months, he's starting to get a bit lonely and he's missing the camaraderie and conversation that comes from human contact. But one winter night, as he's settling down to read in front of the fire, he hears a knock on the door.

A farmer is standing there. He says, "Hi there, I own the little farmhouse a few hills over. I haven't bothered introducing myself since I figured you were the sort of guy who enjoyed his privacy. But I'm throwing a party Friday night, and it would be great if you came."

The man says, "Yeah, I'd love to! It's been a while since I've even talked to anyone, it'd be great to get out for a night."

The farmer says, "Wonderful, I'll see you Friday then! Oh, one thing: I moonshine in my spare time, so the liquor is going to be pretty strong and flowing freely, I hope you're ok with that."

The man says, "I used to go out drinking quite a bit back when I lived in the city, I can definitely handle my alcohol."

The farmer says, "Great. Oh, also, we like to get pretty rowdy around here, there's probably going to be some fighting going down."

The man says, "Oh, that's fine. When I was in the army, I was actually my company's boxing champion, I can handle myself in a fight."

The farmer says, "That's good to hear. Last thing, and I hope this doesn't make you uncomfortable or anything, but these country parties usually get pretty hot and heavy later in the night, there's probably going to be a lot of fucking too."

The man hesitates, but says, "I guess I haven't gotten jiggy with anyone for a long time, I'm ok with some fucking. By the way, how many people are coming to this party? I notice besides your farmhouse there really aren't many people around."

The farmer says, "Oh, it'll just be the two of us. See you Friday!"