Drunk Again?
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A man staggered home late after another evening with his drinking
buddies.
Shoes in left hand to avoid waking his wife, he tiptoed as quietly as
he
could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but
misjudged the
bottom step in the darkened entryway. As he caught himself by grabbing
the
banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A
whiskey
bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially
painful.
Managing to suppress a yelp, the man sprung up, pulled down his pants,
and
examined his lacerated and bleeding cheeks in the mirror of a nearby
darkened hallway, then managed to find a large full box of Band-Aids
before
proceeding to place a patch as best he could on each place he saw
blood.
After hiding the now almost empty box, he managed to shuffle and
stumble his
way to bed.
In the morning, the man awoke with searing pain in head and butt and
his
wife staring at him from across the room. She said, "You were drunk
again
last night." Forcing himself to ignore his agony, he looked meekly at
her
and replied, "Now, hon, why would you say such a mean thing?" "Well,"
she
said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the glass at the
bottom
of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the
house, it
could be your bloodshot eyes, but, mostly....it's all those Band-Aids
stuck
on the downstairs mirror!"
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