Old Mrs Johnson was sitting in her living room watching television one morning, when she heard the back door open and close and realised she had a visitor.
Thinking that it must be her young grandson, she called out, “I’m in here, darling. I’ve been waiting for you”.
There was no answer for a moment, then a strange voice answered, “I’m sorry lady, but I ain’t your regular milkman”.
Got to love old ladies don’t you. I wonder what other tales a milkman could tell.
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