a funny story ( bon courage pour les non anglophones)

Last Day on the Job

It was the mailman's last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the
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 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
experienced.When he had had enough they went downstairs, where she
fixed him a
giant breakfast, eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and
squeezed orange juice.When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup
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
husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do
special for you. I asked him what to give you."He said, "Fuck him, give
him a
dollar."The lady then said, "The breakfast was my idea."

P.S: Thanks to soussou for sending me
this little story. :)

5 ripostes trèès percutantes:

deb asfer 3 août 2007 à 18:47  

thanks for sharing
really funny

Mils 4 août 2007 à 11:45  

i need a tradakchione coz i have a spechiol english ! ;)

mariouma 4 août 2007 à 11:54  

sorry my dear
i don't know spéchiol english :)

Mils 4 août 2007 à 15:40  

U don't know spechiol english ! it's an english traduite drom french and arabic :)

mariouma 4 août 2007 à 16:01  

sorry i don't know it
du u speak it often?
should i have to learn it? :)

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