I'm a mailman. At Christmas this year, Mrs. Jankowitz met me at the door and invited me in for a great breakfast spread. After I ate, I thanked her and she said, "There's more." She took me to her bedroom and showed me moves I had never imagined. I told her I had no idea she felt this way. She said, "I don't." I ask, "What was all this about?" She says, "I asked the husband what to give the mailman." He said, "Sсrеw the mailman, breakfast was my idea."
I'm a mailman. At Christmas this year, Mrs. Jankowitz met me at the door and invited me in for a great breakfast spread. After I ate, I thanked her and she said,
"There's more." She took me to her bedroom and showed me moves I had never imagined. I told her I had no idea she felt this way. She said,
"I don't." I ask, "What was all this about?"
She says,
"I asked the husband what to give the mailman." He said, "Sсrеw the mailman, breakfast was my idea."