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THE POSTMAN'S CORNER!


When one door of happiness closes, another opens;
but often we look so long at the closed door
that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
Helen Keller

 

 

GOOD MORNING POSTMAN FANS!
Tomorrow marks a very important event here in
Michigan. It is the beginning of deer hunting
season for fire arms in Michigan. This year,
700,000 hunters will spend more than $1
billion during hunting season. In past years,
it has been traditional amongst those who engage
in the sport of deer hunting, to head up to the upper
part, or UPPER PENNINSULA (known by Michiganders
as the U.P.) Altho recently, those trends have
changed as deer populations have swelled more
so in Southern Michigan than in the UP.
Deer hunters have always hoped for a
fresh snow. It makes tracking easier.
Alas, none seems to be forcast for tonight.
The DNR once again warns against "baiting",
a practice that has been declared illegal. This is
a method hunters use to spread "bait" such as
carrots or potatos around the tree stand in the
hopes of attracting Bambi. It is believed this practice
also contributes to the spread of a cronic wasting
disease, which is at least partially responsible
for the changes in deer population demographics.
However, the DNR admits there is little
they can do to enforce the ban decree. And there
is always plenty of bait available to buy in locations
that cater to hunters. But hunters, be circumspect
in your efforts. Obey the law. In my younger
years, I would have enjoyed being out with my buddies on a
cold winter morning of deer season. I unfortunately
am no longer able to participate due to health
reasons. So I will not be accompanying
friends and family out in to the field this
year. And at least due to the lack therof of
my own efforts, Bambi will be safe to roam
once again if my old buddies do not bag him.
To my deer hunting friends and family:
Have fun, and be safe!
And to Bambi, may you live to roam once more!

We do hope you enjoy today's issue!
Cordially
Martin aka the postman
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THE COMICS

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cat scratch fever
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drowning
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doctors promise
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safari gone bad
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LETS GO TO THE MOVIES

the chihuahua
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ouch
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7 inches
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a little late tonite
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POWER POINT DISPLAY

Old America
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A couple of young children are at day care one
day when one of the little girls approaches
Tommy and says, "Hey, Tommy, wanna play house?"
"Sure! What do you want me to do?" he asks.
The little girl replies, "I want you to communicate
your feelings." "Communicate my feelings?"
questions a bewildered Tommy. "I have no idea
what that means..."The little girl smirks and
says, "Perfect. You can be the husband."
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A blonde city girl named Amy marries a Colorado
rancher. One morning, on his way out to check on
the cows, the rancher says to Amy, 'The insemination
man is coming over to impregnate one of our cows
today, so I drove a nail into the 2 by 4 just above
where the cow's stall is in the barn. Please show
him where the cow is when he gets here, OK?'
The rancher leaves for the fields. After a while,
the artificial insemination man arrives and knocks
on the front door.Amy takes him down to the barn. They
walk along the row of cows and when Amy sees the nail,
she tells him, 'This is the one right here.'
The man, assuming he is dealing with an air head blonde,
asks, 'Tell me lady, 'cause I'm dying to know; how would
YOU know that this is the right cow to be bred?'
'That's simple," she said. "By the nail that's over its
stall,' she explains very confidently.
Laughing rudely at her, the man says, 'And what, pray tell,
is the nail for?'
The blonde turns to walk away and says sweetly over her shoulder,
'I guess it's to hang your pants on.'
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A husband took his wife to the doctor.
'Oh, doctor', he said, 'my wife thinks she's a chicken.
'The doctor gasped, 'That's terrible. How long has she been
like that?  The husband replied, 'Three years.'
The doctor was horrified, 'Three years! Why didn't you
bring her to me sooner?'
The husband said sheepishly, 'Because we needed the eggs.'
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This guy that continually gains weight and is very sick and
very fat. He is always eating turkey right from the refrigerator.
It keeps making him sick and fatter but he can't stop. His friends
and family worry about him but he keeps on with his addition.
Finally, after years of sickness, he stops and loses a lot of
weight and looks great.
His friends ask him how he did it.
He says... "I quit cold turkey."

BUFFALO BILL

I Like Boobs
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Idiot
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IKEA Ford
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THAT'S ALL FOLKS!
Have a nice day
FROM:
MARTIN AKA THE POSTMAN

 

 

 


 



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