An Irishman's been drinking at a pub all night. The
bartender finally says that the bar is closing. So the Irishman stands
up to leave and falls flat on his face. He tries to stand one more time,
same result. He figures he'll crawl outside and get some fresh air and maybe
that will sober him up.
Once outside he stands up and falls flat on his
face. So he decides to crawl the 4 blocks to his home and when he
arrives at the door he stands up and falls flat on his face. He crawls
through the door into his bedroom. When he reaches his bed he tries one
more time to stand up.
This time he manages to pull himself upright but
he quickly falls right into bed and is sound asleep as soon as his head
hits the pillow. He awakens the next morning to his wife standing over
him shouting at him.
"So, you've been out drinking
again!!"
"What makes you say that?" He asks as he
puts on an innocent look.
"The pub called, you left your
wheelchair there again."
