One Monday morning the Postman is riding through the neighborhood on
his usual route, delivering the mail. As he approaches one of the
homes he noticed that both cars were still in the driveway. His wonder
was cut short by Derek, the homeowner, coming out with an armload of
empty beer and liquor bottles.
"Wow, Derek! Looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night."
the Postman comments.
Derek, 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 15 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'."
The Postman thinks a moment and says; "How do you play 'WHO AM I'?"
"Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time
with a sheet covering us, with only our 'family jewels' showing through
a hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is."
The Postman laughs and said; "Sounds like fun, I'm sorry I missed it."
"It's probably a good thing you did!" Derek responded.
"Your name came up 7 times."
