trudij
Senior Jockey
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 he was met at the door by a dumb blonde in her
>lingerie.
>
>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 dumb 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?"
>
>"That's for you," said the dumb
> 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, "F... him." "Give him five bucks"
>
>
> ................... the breakfast was my idea."
:lol:
>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 he was met at the door by a dumb blonde in her
>lingerie.
>
>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 dumb 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?"
>
>"That's for you," said the dumb
> 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, "F... him." "Give him five bucks"
>
>
> ................... the breakfast was my idea."
:lol:
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