Sherrill

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 woman 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 enough they went downstairs, where she
fixed him a giant breakfast; eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry
waffles, 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
said, "The breakfast was my idea."

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