it's bad
When I first moved to alaska, I was out in a cabin in the bush, had been there a while. Then one day, I ran into steve. We talked a bit, then parted company. About 6 months later, I ran into him again.
Steve said to me "Hey Dan, I'm having a party, you should come."
"Oh yah? What kinda party?" I replied.
He said "Oh you'll like it, it's an alaska party, there will be some drinkin', some fightin', maybe even some fuckin'"
I told him that sounded like a hell of a party, and asked who was coming.
"Well, " steve replied, "If you make it, that'll be you, and me..."
I moved back to pennsylvania the next day.