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Pappy!
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« on: January 15, 2017, 07:51:40 AM » |
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One Monday morning, a Postman is walking the neighborhood on his usual route.
As he approaches one of the homes he notices that both cars were in the driveway.
His walk is cut short by Bob, the homeowner, coming out with a load of empty beer
cans and liquor bottles.
"Whoaaa, Bob, looks like you guys had one Hell of a Party last night,"
the Postman comments.
Bob, in obvious pain and discomfort, replies, "Actually, we had it Saturday night.
This is the first I have felt like moving since 4:00 p.m. Sunday afternoon.
We had about fifteen couples from around the neighborhood over for
some weekend fun and it got a bit wild. Hell, we got so drunk around midnight
that we started playing "WHO AM I" .??
The Postman thinks a moment and says, "How do you play that" ..??
"Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time with a
sheet covering us and only our "Privates" showing through a hole in the sheet.
Then the women try to guess who it is.
The Postman laughs loudly and says, "Damn, I'm sorry I missed that.
"Probably a good thing you did," Bob responds. "Your name came up seven times...."
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