It was Postman Pat's last day on the job after 35 years of
carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same villages and
towns.
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 £50.
At the second house they presented him an 18-carat gold watch.
The folks at the third house handed him a bottle of 15-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 full George Best breakfast: Bacon, Eggs, Sausage & Tomato
with 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
quid for?"
Well," 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, "Fuck him. Give him a fiver."
She smiled shyly and said, "The breakfast was my idea ! "
carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same villages and
towns.
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 £50.
At the second house they presented him an 18-carat gold watch.
The folks at the third house handed him a bottle of 15-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 full George Best breakfast: Bacon, Eggs, Sausage & Tomato
with 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
quid for?"
Well," 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, "Fuck him. Give him a fiver."
She smiled shyly and said, "The breakfast was my idea ! "
