Postman Pat

[MsSophie]

It was Postman Pat's last day on the job after 35 years of

carrying the post through all kinds of weather to the same neighbourhood.

When he arrived at the first house on his route, he was greeted by the

whole family there, who all hugged and congratulated him and sent him on

his way with a gift cheque for $500.

At the second house they presented him fine Cuban cigars in an

18-carat gold box. The folks at the third house handed him a case of

30-year old Scotch whisky.

At the fourth house, a blonde in her lingerie met him at the

door. She took him by the arm 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 the blonde

fixed him a giant breakfast: eggs, tomatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry

waffles, and freshly squeezed orange juice.

When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming

coffee.

As she was pouring, he noticed a $5 note sticking out from

under the cup's bottom edge. "All this was just too wonderful for words,"

he said, "but what's the five dollars for?"

"Well," said the blonde, "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, "Fuck him! Give him five

bucks.". The breakfast was my idea."

[mariaflyfly]

*LOL* :oD