The Postman

Three sisters women were sitting around throwing back a few cocktails catching up on stuff when the subject turned to their love lives.

One, the Eldest sister said with a grin, “I call my Jimmy the dentist, as nobody can drill like he does.” The second sister giggled and confessed, “I call my Peter the miner because of his incredible shaft.” The third sister quietly sipped her cocktail until her oldest sisters asked, “what do you call your husband?”

She frowned and said, “The postman.” to which she asked “Why the postman?” “Because he always delivers late, and half the time it’s in the wrong box.” They quietly continued to drink their cocktails.