Postman

One Monday morning a postman is walking the neighbourhood on his usual route.

As he approaches one of the homes he notices that both cars are on the drive, his wonder is cut short by Bob the homeowner coming out with a load of empty beer cans and wine bottles.

"Wow Bob, looks like you guys had a hel_l of a party last night." the postman comments.

Bob in obvious pain replies," Actually we had it Saturday night, this is the first I have felt like moving since 4am Sunday morning." We had about fifteen couples from around the neighbourhood over for a party and it got a bit wild. hel_l, we got so drunk that around midnight we started playing WHO AM I."

The postman thinks a moment and says, " How do you play that?"

Bob continues between hung-over gasps," Well all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time with a sheet covering us and only our erm old fellahs showing through a hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is."

The postman laughs and says," dam_n, I am sorry I missed that."

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(Wait for it!!)....

"Probably a good thing you did," Bob responds," your name was guessed four or five times