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