postman pat

[Shaney_R]

> > > > > 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

> > > > > whiskey.

> > > > >

> > > > > 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 Five Pound Note

> > sticking out from

> > >under

> > > > the

> > > > > cup's bottom edge. "All this was just too

> > wonderful for

> > > > > words," he said, "but what's the fiver 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, 'F*ck him. Give him a fiver.

> > > > > ..........the breakfast was my idea."

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