POSTMAN PAT ' S LAST DAY @ WORK
> >
> >It was Postman Pat's last day on the job after 35 years of carrying
> >the mail through all kinds of weather to the same villages and towns.
> >
> >When he arrived at the first house on his route, he was greeted  by
> >the whole family there, who all hugged and congratulated him and sent
> >  him on  his  way with a gift cheque for £50.
> >
> >At the second house they presented him an 18-carat gold watch.
> >
> >The folks at the third house handed him a bottle of 15-year old
> >Scotch whisky.
> >
> >At the fourth house he was met at the door by a dumb blonde in her
> >lingerie. She took him by the arm 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 the dumb blonde
> >fixed  him a full George Best breakfast: Bacon, Eggs, Sausage &
> >Tomato with  freshly-squeezed orange juice.
> >
> >When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee.
> >As she was pouring, he noticed a £5 note sticking out from under the
> >cup's  bottom edge.
> >
> >"All this was just too wonderful for words," he said, "but what's
> >the
> >  five quid for?"
> >
> >"Well," said the dumb blonde, "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, "F*ck him. Give him a fiver."
> >
> >She smiled shyly and said, "The breakfast was my idea ! "

Shaun wrote: Oh man.. That's older than Andy

Still quite funny though