The Postman's Last Day At Work!

It was the postman’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 lovely card with £20 inside.

At the second house they presented him with a box of cigars.

The folks at the third house handed him a selection of Beer.

At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee.

She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door, 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, bacon, eggs, sausage, beans, fried bread, toast and fresh squeezed orange juice.

When he was truly satisfied she poured him a mug of steaming coffee.

As she was pouring, he noticed a pound coin next to his plate. "All this was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what’s the quid 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, "Fuck him, give him a pound."