drink was driving home. His car was weaving, so a police officer
pulled him over.
"So," said the officer to the driver, "Where have you been?"
"Why, I've been to the pub of course," slurs the drunk.
"Well," says the officer, "it looks like you've had quite a few to
drink this evening."
"I did all right," the drunk says with a smile.
"Did you know," says the officer, standing straight and folding his
arms across his chest, "that a few intersections back, your wife
fell out of your car?"
"Oh, thank heaven," sighs the drunk. "For a minute there,
I thought I'd gone deaf."