One Monday morning a mailman is walking the neighborhood on his usual
route. As he approaches one of the homes he notices that both cars are
in
the driveway. His wonder is cut short by Bob the homeowner coming out
with
a load of empty beer and liquor bottles.
“Wow Bob, looks like you guys had a hell of a party last night.” The
mailman comments. Bob in obvious pain replies,” Actually we had it
Saturday
night, this is the first I have felt like moving since 4 am Sunday
morning.” We had a about fifteen couples from around the neighborhood
over
for the Christmas Cheer and got a bit wild. Hell we even got so drunk
that
around midnight we started playing “WHO AM I.”
The Mailman thinks a moment and says, ” How do you play that?” Bob
continues between hung over gasps,” Well all the guys go in the bedroom
and
we come out one at a time with a sheet covering us and only our “units”
showing through a hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it
is.” The Mailman laughs and says,” Damn I am sorry I missed that.”
“Probably a good thing you did,” Bob responds,” your name was guessed
four
or five times.”



Comments (2)
haha. Makes me wonder why I have a P.O. box.
Posted by misty | April 22, 2004 3:09 PM
Posted on April 22, 2004 15:09
Funny.. thanks.
Posted by Greg | April 22, 2004 7:05 PM
Posted on April 22, 2004 19:05