Thursday, April 7, 2011

The mailman's last day

It was George the mailman's last day on the job after 35 years of  carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same  neighborhood. When he arrived at the first house on his route, he was  greeted by the whole family who roundly and soundly congratulated him and sent him on his way with a tidy gift envelope.

At the second house, they presented him with a box of fine cigars. The  folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing  lures.

At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful  woman in a revealing negligee.  She took him by the hand, gently led  him through the door and up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew  his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced!  When  he had enough, they went downstairs where she fixed him a giant  breakfast; eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and  fresh-squeezed orange juice.  When he was truly satisfied she poured  him a cup of steaming coffee.  As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar  bill sticking out from under the cup's bottom edge.

"All of this was just too wonderful for words", he said; "But  what's the dollar for"?

"Well", she said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be  your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I  asked him what to give you, and he said; "Screw him.  Give him a  dollar".  "The breakfast was my idea!!"

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