THE POSTMAN'S CORNER
Study without desire spoils the memory,
and it retains nothing that it takes in.
Leonardo da Vinci
GOOD MORNING POSTMAN FANS!
I halve a spelling checker,
It came with my pea see.
It plainly marks four my revue
Mistakes I dew knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait aweigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the era rite
Its rarely ever wrong.
I've scent this massage threw it,
And I'm shore your pleased too no
Its letter prefect in every weigh;
My checker tolled me sew.
So gueys and goils, I'm shure u wil
emjoy the impruved quality of Engless
in this daly paege!!!!
We do hope you enjoy today's issue!
Cordially
Martin aka the postman
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Michael Phelps retiring?
his next career move,
Managing editor of
High Times magazine.
(they say he has a lot of
practical experience.)
THE COMICS
Aflac held captive
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t011.html
Alice in wonder....
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t012.html
oh thank god...
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t013.html
nine more months
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t014.html
coffee
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t015.html
complications
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t016.html
compromise
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t017.html
family reunion
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t018.html
Moe
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t019.html
yes dear
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/t020.html
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LETS GO TO THE MOVIES
My Mother
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/da/a2018.html
Nick Swardson - BIG TITS EAT FREE!!!
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/da/a2019.html
Happy dog and drunk guy
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/da/a2020.html
Johnny Cash Willie Nelson - Ghost Riders In The Sky
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/da/a2021.html
A man was washed up on a beach after a shipwreck. Only a sheep
and a sheepdog were washed up with him. After looking around,
he realized that they were stranded on a deserted island.
After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking
his two animal companions to the beach every evening to watch the
sunset. One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with
beautiful cirrus clouds, the breeze was warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.
As they sat there, the sheep started looking better and better
to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his arm around it.
But the sheepdog, ever protective of the sheep, growled fiercely
until the man took his arm from around the sheep. After that,
the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together,
but there was no more cuddling.
A few weeks passed by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck.
The only survivor was Nancy Pelosi. That evening, the man brought Nancy
to the evening beach ritual. It was another beautiful evening -
red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle breeze - perfect for a night
of romance. Pretty soon, the man started to get those feelings again.
He fought the urges as long as he could but he finally gave in and leaned
over to Nancy and told her he hadn't had sex for months. Nancy batted her
eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do for him.
He said, 'Could you take the dog for a walk?'
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An excited woman called home to her father one evening, "Daddy,
Michael proposed to me tonight, but I don't know if I can marry
him or not. He's an atheist. He doesn't even believe that there's a Hell!"
Her father calmly replied, "Oh, go ahead and marry him. Between
you and your mother, you'll show him there is!"
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When you leave the store with several ears of corn and you get home with a bag of popcorn, it's hot.
When you realize your coffee is cold and you put it outside for a second and it comes back in scalding, it's hot.
When your chickens lay nothing but hard-boiled eggs, it's hot.
But when God asks you for an ice pack and the devil goes home where it's cooler, it's way too damn hot.
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THAT'S ALL FOLKS
Have a nice day
FROM:
Martin aka the postman
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