THE POSTMAN'S CORNER
It is hard enough to remember my opinions,
without also remembering my reasons for them!
Friedrich Nietzsche
GOOD MORNING POSTMAN FANS!
I know one thing, I'm headed out to the local greasy spoon
for lunch today! This turkey lefover business is getting to be a bit
troublesome, that is for sure. Don't get me wrong, I like
turkey, like pumpkin pie, too. But after two days worth of it,
There is only so much leftovers you can take, know what I mean?
I'm gonna go over to Mr. Burger and order me a triple meat hamburg,
oozing with grease and layered with chease n bacon. Know what? gonna
enjoy every minute of it too! TRUST ME...S' TRUTH!!
What the heck, if the turkey din kill me, surely the burger will!
We do hope you enjoy today's issue!
Cordially
Martin aka the postman
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THE COMICS
condoms
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crash kids
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compromise
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that was great
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raise the flag
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LETS GO TO THE MOVIES
half time
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Roommate Confessions: The Hypocrite
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POWER POINT DISPLAY
winter memories
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Jon was looking for a little "action."
He picked up a sweet young thing at the bar and took
her back to his hotel room.
Little did he know that she was darn near a nymphomaniac.
After six times having sex, she was screaming for more.
After the eighth time, Jon told her that he needed to slip out for a pack of cigarettes.
On the way out, he stopped into the men's room.
He stood in front of the urinal, unzipped his pants, and felt
a moment of panic when he couldn't find his tool.
After a couple of minutes fishing around, he finally said, "Look, it's okay. She's not here!"
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The impotent bus driver goes to see his doctor. He wants some Viagra,
but he doesn't want his wife to know about it. The doc prescribes it for
him, he heads to the pharmacist, who fills the prescription. Home is a
good hour away so the bus driver quickly downs one of the little blue pills.
When he gets home, he doesn't even have to tell his wife with words. That
twinkle in his eye speaks volumes. They tear off each others clothes and are
quickly in bed. He manages to "rise to the occasion" three times. *Three times!*
He expects his wife to be delighted, but instead, she seems rather sad. "What's
wrong, dear?" he asks.
"I think your job is taking over every aspect of your life and it's doing you in," she sighs.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, even our sex life is like the bus service. Nothing for ages, and then three come all at once!"
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Harry was delighted when he found a young woman who accepted his
proposal of marriage as he was sensitive about his artificial leg
and a bit afraid no one would have him.
In fact, he couldn't bring himself to tell his fiancée' about his leg
when he slipped the ring on her finger, nor when she bought the dress,
nor when they picked the time and place.
All he kept saying was, "Darling, I've got a big surprise for you,"
at which she blushed and smiled bewitchingly.
The wedding night came and went and the young couple were at
last alone in their hotel room.
"Now don't forget, Harry, you promised me a big surprise," said the bride.
Unable to say a word, Harry turned out the lights, unstrapped his artificial
leg, slipped into bed, and placed his wife's hand on the stump.
"Hmmmmmm," she said softly, "That IS a surprise. But pass me the
Vaseline and I'll see what I can do!"
THAT'S ALL FOLKS!
Have a nice day
FROM:
Martin aka the postman
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