Courtesy of Prentiss F.
One Monday morning a mailman is walking the neighborhood on his usual
route. As he approaches one of the homes he noticed that both cars
in the driveway. His walk was cut short by Bob, the homeowner, coming
out with a load of empty beer and liquor bottles.
"Wow Bob, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night."
Bob, in obvious pain replies, "Actually we had it Saturday night.
is the first I have felt like moving since 4:00 Sunday morning. We
about fifteen couples from around the neighborhood over for "Fun and
Games" and it got a bit wild. Hell, we got so drunk around midnight
we started playing WHO AM I."
The mailman thinks a moment and says, "How do you play that?"
"Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time
with a sheet covering us and only our privates showing through a hole
the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is."
The mailman laughs and says, "Damn, I'm sorry I missed that."
"Probably a good thing you did," Bob responds. "Your name came up
or five times."