THE POSTMAN'S CORNER
You only live once, but if you work it
right, once is enough.
GOOD MORNING POSTMAN FANS!
The fall weather crashed in just the other day
here in beautiful west Michigan. Up till a couple
weeks ago, it had been sunny and in the high
seventies. This has left us to put finishing
touches on the paint job we have been working on
all summer. Well, should I say, the war department
has done about 96% and I have provided a good
cheering section, for the most part. Painting and
emphasyma don't mix very well. Aside from a little
help from the neighbor for the high peaks, she has done
most of it. I married a good woman.
We do hope you enjoy today's issue.
Cordially
Martin aka the postman
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THE COMICS
drink beer and not milk
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bad enough
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a temple
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talk about something else
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a classy place
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LETS GO TO THE MOVIES
mental health line
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mom comes for a visit
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Cowboy Joe was telling his fellow cowboys back on
the ranch about his first visit to a big-city church.
"When I got there, they had me park my old truck
in the corral," Joe began. "You mean the parking lot,"
interrupted Charlie, a more worldly fellow.
"I walked up the trail to the door," Joe continued.
"The sidewalk to the door," Charlie corrected him.
"Inside the door, I was met by this dude," Joe went on.
"That would be the usher," Charlie explained.
"Well, the usher led me down the chute," Joe said.
"You mean the aisle," Charlie said.
"Then, he led me to a stall and told me to sit there,"
Joe continued. "Pew," Charlie retorted.
"Yeah," recalled Joe. "That's what that pretty
lady said when I sat down beside her."
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A woman announces to her friend that she is getting
married for the fourth time."How wonderful! But I hope
you don't mind me asking what happened to
your first husband?"
"He ate poisonous mushrooms and died."
"Oh, how tragic! What about your second husband?"
"He ate poisonous mushrooms too and died."
"Oh, how terrible! I'm almost afraid to ask you
about your third husband." "He died of a broken neck."
"A broken neck?"
"He wouldn't eat the mushrooms."
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Little Johnny was one of those holy terrors.
His dad was surprised when Johnny's mom suggested
that they buy him a bike for his birthday.
"Do you really believe that'll help improve his
behavior ?" he said.
"Well, no," she admitted, "But it will spread
it over a wider area."
THAT'S ALL FOLKS
Have a nice day
FROM:
Martin aka the postman
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