That reminds me of when I move to Peachtree City.
I was unloading my stuff off the moving van when my neighbor walked up the drive. He seemed pretty cool. He invited me to a party he was having at his place later that night. He said there would be a lot of drinking, probably some fights and all kinds of crazy sex.
Wow. I thought. That sounded great.
When I asked him what I should wear, he said that didn't matter, because it was only going to be me and him there.
Well, at least I'm close to the airport.