THE POSTMAN'S CORNER
As a dog returns to his own vomit,
So a fool repeats his folly.
GOOD MORNING POSTMAN FANS!
We do hope you enjoy today's issue
Cordially
Martin aka the postman
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THE COMICS
memories
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kermit says
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having children
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its a prefab
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psychic hotline
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/y125.html
mad
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/y126.html
the third time
http://www.thepostmanscorner.net/y127.html
don't get up
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summers eve
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masturbation
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LETS GO TO THE MOVIES
A Lot To Drink About
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Grandmother Got a Tattoo...you would not believe this story
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Robin Williams
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A truck driver was pulled over by a State Trooper.
The patrolman told him to get out of the truck, and noticed
the driver appeared to be putting something in his mouth
as he stepped out of the cab. Figuring the driver was putting
away his pep pills, the patrolman asked
"Did I just see you swallow something?"
"Yep, that was my birth control pill," said the driver.
"Birth control pill?" asked the patrolman.
"Yep, when I saw your flashing light, I knew I was screwed."
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What if you were playing in the club championship tournament
finals and the match was halved at the end of 17 holes. You had
the honor and hit your ball a modest 250 yards to the middle of
the fairway, leaving a simple six iron to the pin. Your opponent
then hits his ball, lofting it deep into the woods to the right of
the fairway.
Being the golfing gentleman that you are, you help your opponent
look for his ball. Just before the permitted five minute search
period ends, your opponent says: "Go ahead and hit your second
shot and if I don't find it in time, I'll concede the match."
You hit your ball, landing it on the green, stopping about 10 feet
from the pin. About the time your ball comes to rest, you hear
your opponent exclaim from deep in the woods: "I found it!" The
second sound you hear is a click, the sound of a club striking a
ball and the ball comes sailing out of the woods and lands on the
green, stopping no more than six inches from the hole.
Now here is the ethical dilemma:
Do you pull the cheating bastard's ball out of your pocket and
confront him with it or do you keep your mouth shut?
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FUN PAGES
On Your Knees
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The Apple Watch
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Wrinkly Dog
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Happy Hanukkah?
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Small Car Wash Thief
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THAT'S ALL FOLKS!
Have a nice day
FROM:
Martin aka the postman
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