One Monday morning the UPS man is driving the neighborhood on his usual route. As he approaches one of the homes he noticed that both cars were still 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, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night,' the UPS man comments.
Bob, 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 neighborhood over for some weekend fun and it got a bit wild. Hell, we all got so drunk around midnight that we started playing WHO AM I.'
The UPS man thinks a moment and says, 'How do you play WHO AM I?'
Bob says, 'Well, all the guys go in the bedroom and we come out one at a time with a sheet covering us, with only our 'privates' showing through a hole in the sheet. Then the women try to guess who it is.'
The UPS man laughs and says, 'Damn, I'm sorry I missed that.'
'Probably a good thing you did,' Bob responds. 'Your name came up seven times.'
