An Irishman, who had a little too much to drink, is driving home from the
city one night, and of course, his car is weaving violently all over the
road. A cop pulls him over. "So", says the cop to the driver, "where have
ya
been?" "Why, I've been to the pub of course," slurs the drunk. "Well,"
says
the cop, "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," asks the copy, standing straight and folding his arms
across his chest, "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."