 A
guy goes into a pub and orders a double whisky. He pays up, gulps
it down and looks into his shirt pocket. He then orders another double-whisky,
pays, gulps it down and looks into his shirt pocket again. He orders
a third drink and does the same thing. After the seventh double, he
gets up and starts to stagger out. Curiosity gets the better of the
landlord, and he says to the Guy 'Excuse me, but I noticed that every
time you had a drink, you looked inside your pocket. I was wondering
what was in there?' The Guy looks at him at him for a moment, then
slurs, 'well, I keep a picture of my dear wife in that pocket. Every
time I have a drink, I take a look. When she starts looking good,
I go home'. |