Rephrased for our new more moderate tone:
So it was Charlie the mailman's last day on the route before retiring. He'd been servicving the same customers for over 35 years.
Everybody wished him well as he went off to retirement and some gave him gifts. One house gave him a bottle of scotch. Another gave him home baked cookies. Then he came to his final drop off.
The lady of the house greeted him in a flimsy neglige. She escorted him upstairs for an adult intrelude. Then she took him downstairs for breakfast and gave him $1.
Charlie looked at the woman amazed and perplexed. "Mam" he exclaimed. "This is all too wonderful to believe. First upstairs, then this breakfast, but may I ask what the $1 is for?"
"Oh. That." She said. "When I mentioned to my husband today was your last day I asked him what we should give you. He said, " @#$%^ him. Give him a buck."
Breakfast was my idea."
So it was Charlie the mailman's last day on the route before retiring. He'd been servicving the same customers for over 35 years.
Everybody wished him well as he went off to retirement and some gave him gifts. One house gave him a bottle of scotch. Another gave him home baked cookies. Then he came to his final drop off.
The lady of the house greeted him in a flimsy neglige. She escorted him upstairs for an adult intrelude. Then she took him downstairs for breakfast and gave him $1.
Charlie looked at the woman amazed and perplexed. "Mam" he exclaimed. "This is all too wonderful to believe. First upstairs, then this breakfast, but may I ask what the $1 is for?"
"Oh. That." She said. "When I mentioned to my husband today was your last day I asked him what we should give you. He said, " @#$%^ him. Give him a buck."
Breakfast was my idea."