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Abie, a somewhat shy and retiring gentleman who lives a bit southwest,
sent this classic on a mailman's retirement...

It was Greg 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 who roundly and soundly congratulated him and sent him
on his way with a tidy 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 and 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 freshly
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 of this was just too wonderful for words."He said, "But whatis the dollar
bill 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, and he said, Screw him. Give him a dollar. The breakfast treats
were entirely my idea!"
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