> It was the mailman’s last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail
> through all kinds of weather to the same neighborhood.
>
> When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole
> family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift
> envelope.
>
> At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars.
>
> The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing
lures.
>
> At each of the houses along his route, he was met with congratulations,
> farewells, cards, and gifts.
>
> At the final house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful blonde
> in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him
> through the door (which she closed behind him), and led him up the stairs to
> the bedroom where they had a most passionate liaison.
>
> Afterwards, they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast:
>
> eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed
> orange juice.
>
> When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she
> was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup’s bottom
edge.
>
> ‘All this was just too wonderful for words,’ he said, ‘ but what’s the dollar
for?’
>
> ‘Well,’ she said, ‘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, ‘ Screw him…….give him a dollar.’
>
> The blonde then blushed and said, ‘The breakfast was my idea’
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