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Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by 8up, Feb 11, 2006.

  1. 8up


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    Feb 11, 2005
    One Monday morning a mailman is walking the neighborhood on his usual route.
    As he approaches one of the homes he noticed that both cars were in the
    driveway. His wonder was cut short by Bob, the homeowner, coming out with a
    load of empty beer and liquor bottles.

    "Wow Bob, looks like you guys had one 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 4:00am Sunday morning. We had about
    fifteen couples from around the neighborhood over for Christmas Cheer and it
    got a bit wild. Hell, we got so drunk around midnight that we started
    playing "Who am I?"

    The mailman thinks a moment and says, "How do you play that?"

    "Well all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time with a
    sheet covering us and only our "privates" showing through a hole in the
    sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is"

    The mailman laughs and says, "Damn, I'm sorry I missed that"

    "Probably a good thing you did," Bob responds. "Your name came up four or
    five times."