The Postman!
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> Monday morning the postman named Steve is walking through the
> neighborhood on his usual route, delivering the mail.
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> As he approaches one of the homes he noticed that both cars were still
> in the driveway.
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> His wonder was cut short by Jim, the homeowner, coming out with a load
> of empty beer, wine and liquor bottles for the recycling bin.
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> "Wow Jim, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night," the
> Postman Steve comments.
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> Jim, in obvious pain, replies "Actually we had it Saturday night. This
> is the first I have felt like moving since 4:00 am Sunday morning.
> We had about 18 couples from around the neighborhood 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."
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> The Postman Steve thinks a moment and says, "How do you play WHO AM I?"
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> Jim replies, "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, asking "WHO AM I, then the women try to
> guess who it is."
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> The postman Steve laughs and says, "Sounds like fun, I'm sorry I missed it."
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> "It's probably a good thing you did," Jim responded. "Your name came up
> 5 times."
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