One Monday morning the postman is walking through the neighborhood on
his usual route, delivering the mail.
As he approached one of the homes, he noticed that both cars were
still in the driveway. His wonder was cut short by David, the
homeowner, coming out with a load of empty beer, wine and spirit
bottles for the recycling bin.
"Wow, David, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night,"
the Postman commented.
David, in obvious pain, replied, "Actually we had it Saturday night.
This is the first I have felt like moving since 4:00 am Sunday
morning. We had about 15 couples from around the neighbourhood over
for some weekend fun and it got a bit wild. We all got so drunk around
midnight that we started playing 'WHO AM I?'."
The Postman thinks a moment and said, "How do you play 'WHO AM I?' ?"
" Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and come out one at a time
covered with a sheet with only the 'family jewels' showing through a
hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is.."
The postman laughed and said, "Sounds like fun, I'm sorry I missed it."
"Probably a good thing you did," David responded."Your name came up 7 times."
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