For my 50th forum post....
The postman was retiring and it was his last day. He knocked on the door at No.27 to get a signature for a parcel. The lady of the house answered and invited him in. She took him by the hand and led him upstairs where she seduced him. After they'd enjoyed themselves, she took him downstairs to the kitchen, where she had put on a full english breakfast for him. Next to his breakfast was also an envelope containing a shiny new £2 coin, and a note wishing him well for his future.
The postman was overwhelmed so he asked the lady why she'd done these things.
She replied "well, I told my husband you were retiring and I asked him if he thought we should mark the occasion and he said, 'Oh, just give him a couple of quid and f**k him' .....but the breakfast was my own idea"
The postman was retiring and it was his last day. He knocked on the door at No.27 to get a signature for a parcel. The lady of the house answered and invited him in. She took him by the hand and led him upstairs where she seduced him. After they'd enjoyed themselves, she took him downstairs to the kitchen, where she had put on a full english breakfast for him. Next to his breakfast was also an envelope containing a shiny new £2 coin, and a note wishing him well for his future.
The postman was overwhelmed so he asked the lady why she'd done these things.
She replied "well, I told my husband you were retiring and I asked him if he thought we should mark the occasion and he said, 'Oh, just give him a couple of quid and f**k him' .....but the breakfast was my own idea"
The old ones are still the best
Vic
Vic
