It was 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 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 w as met at the door by a strikingly beautiful
blonde in a revealing negligee.

She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door (which she
closed behind him), and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she
amazed him 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
fresh-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 cups' 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 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 dollar."

The blonde then blushed and said, "The breakfast was my idea."