A drunk is driving through the city and his car is weaving
violently all over the road. A cop pulls him over and asks, “Where have you
been?”
“I’ve been to the pub,” slurs the drunk.
“Well,” says the cop, “it looks like you’ve had quite a
few.”
“I did alright,” the drunk says with a smile.
“Did you know,” says the cop, standing straight and folding
his arms, “that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?”
“Oh, thank heavens,” sighs the drunk. “For a minute there, I
thought I’d gone deaf.”