Who Am I – Joke

One Monday morning, a mailman is walking the neighborhood on his usual route. As he approached one of the homes, he noticed that both cars were in the driveway. His wonder was cut short by Bob, the homeowner, coming out with a load of empty beer and liquor bottles.

“Wow, Bob, it looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night,” the mailman comments.

Bob, clearly in discomfort, responds,

“We actually had it on Saturday night. This is the first time I’ve felt like moving since 4:00 a.m. on Sunday. We hosted around fifteen couples from the neighborhood over for Christmas cheer, and things got a little out of hand. We were so inebriated about midnight that we began playing “Who Am I?” funny-grandma.com

The mailman thinks a moment and says,

“How do you approach that?”

“Well, all the guys walk into the bedroom, and we come out one by one with a sheet covering us and only our “privates” showing through a hole in the sheet. The women then try to figure out who it is.”

The postal carrier chuckles and adds,

“I’m so sorry I missed that.”

Probably a good thing you did,” Bob responds. “Your name came up four or five times.”

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