Postman Pat

[Sad-Ham]

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
whisky.

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 a $5 note sticking out from under the
cup's bottom edge.

"All this was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what's
the five dollars for?"

"That's for you," 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... him! Give him five bucks”

“But, the breakfast was my idea."