Goose
Well-known Member
Once upon a time there was a creep that lived in a mailbox. One day when the mailman was picking up mail, he picked up the creep by mistake, and before the creep could cry out he was put in the mail bag.
When the mailman got back to the post office, before he could cry out, the creep was dumped into another bag with other mail to go to the airport. The truck went RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR on its way ALL the way across town to the airport.
At the airport, the mail bag was loaded onto an airplane. The airplane went VROOOOOM, VROOOOOM, VROOOOOM as it crossed the sky CLEAR across country to a distant city. There the mail bag with the creep in it was loaded on another truck.
The truck went RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR on its way ALL the way across town to the next post office. There the mail in the mailbag, along with the creep, was emptied onto a BIG table to be sorted. The postman picked up the creep and said, “Hmmmm. No postage, no address, no return address, I guess I’ll have to send you to the Dead Letter Department”.
The creep looked up and said, “But Sir, I’m a creep!”
The postman pulled out a revolver, shot the creep between the eyes, and said, “In that case, I’ll have to send you to the Dead Creep Department.
When the mailman got back to the post office, before he could cry out, the creep was dumped into another bag with other mail to go to the airport. The truck went RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR on its way ALL the way across town to the airport.
At the airport, the mail bag was loaded onto an airplane. The airplane went VROOOOOM, VROOOOOM, VROOOOOM as it crossed the sky CLEAR across country to a distant city. There the mail bag with the creep in it was loaded on another truck.
The truck went RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR on its way ALL the way across town to the next post office. There the mail in the mailbag, along with the creep, was emptied onto a BIG table to be sorted. The postman picked up the creep and said, “Hmmmm. No postage, no address, no return address, I guess I’ll have to send you to the Dead Letter Department”.
The creep looked up and said, “But Sir, I’m a creep!”
The postman pulled out a revolver, shot the creep between the eyes, and said, “In that case, I’ll have to send you to the Dead Creep Department.
