THE MAILMAN'S LAST DAY

 

It was the mailman's last day on the job. After 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the
same neighborhood.

 When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated  him and sent him on his way with a big gift  envelope.

 At  the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars.
The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.

 At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful blonde in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door (which she closed  behind him), and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his  mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.

 When  he had had enough they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast: Eggs, Hash-Browns, Ham, Sausage, Biscuits, Flap-Jacks, and fresh-squeezed Orange Juice.

When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee. As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup's bottom edge.

 "All this was just too wonderful  for words," he said, "but what's the dollar for?"

 "Well," she  said, "last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day,

and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you." 

He said, "Screw him - - - give him a dollar."

The blonde then blushed and said, "The breakfast was my idea."