Managing to pull himself onto the bus early one morning, the drunk stumbled over passengers, knocked over bags and briefcases, and finally fell into a seat beside a prim old woman. He slumped over her, and she pushed him back. "Mister," she said indignantly. "I hate to say it, but you are going straight to hell!"
Startled, the drunk leapt to his feet. "Christ, I'm on the wrong bus!"
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