The one about the mailman

OmiOmi

It was 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 there,
> who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big 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 (which she closed behind him), and led him up the stairs to the
> bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever
> experienced.
>
> When he had 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 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." He said, "**** him, give him a dollar." The lady then said,
> "The breakfast was my idea."

pat kenny

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O man it's total grid-lock.

SantaHoe

LOL
To quote kharn... "good 'un "