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 a load of empty beer and wine bottles for the recycling bin.
”Morning, Derek, looks like you guys had a great 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 fifteen couples from around the neighbourhood 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 into 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 says, ‘Sounds like fun. I’m sorry I missed that.’
‘Probably a good thing you did’, Derek responded, ‘Your name came up seven times….’
