OBI WAN
12-17-04, 07:22 PM
It was Christmas time, and the mailman rings at the door for an urgent letter. The Blonde lady of the house opens the door, asking for his request. Taking the letter, she said, "Come in, postman. I'll give you coffee and a good breakfast."
So he came in, took the meal. When he was finished eating, she said, "Come on, let's go to bed now." The postman was excited, went with her to bed, and they had fun together.
Afterward, the woman gave him a dollar bill. Confused, he said, "What the hell!? You made breakfast for me, went to bed with me, and know giving me a dollar? I suppose the rest was enough!"
The Blonde woman answered, "Well, it's Christmas, and I asked my husband, what shall we give the mailman. My husband said, 'Screw him, give m a dollar!' ... But the breakfast was my idea."
So he came in, took the meal. When he was finished eating, she said, "Come on, let's go to bed now." The postman was excited, went with her to bed, and they had fun together.
Afterward, the woman gave him a dollar bill. Confused, he said, "What the hell!? You made breakfast for me, went to bed with me, and know giving me a dollar? I suppose the rest was enough!"
The Blonde woman answered, "Well, it's Christmas, and I asked my husband, what shall we give the mailman. My husband said, 'Screw him, give m a dollar!' ... But the breakfast was my idea."