“No thanks, just an orange juice for me,” replies the man dejectedly.

Taken aback, the bartender asks why.

“It’s my wife.  She says if I come home one more time legless and

covered in puke, she’ll pack her bags and leave.”

The bartender tells him he has a way to get around the problem.

“Have a £10 note handy and when you arrive home in your usual state,

insist it was someone else who threw up all over you, show her the

money and say he offered to pay for the dry cleaning.”

Jack’s well pleased with the idea and spends the evening drinking pint

after pint until he is blind drunk.  Sure enough, by the time he gets

home, he’s thrown up on himself but still remembers the little trick.

As soon as his wife starts shouting at him he shows her the money

and explains what happened.

“But that’s a £20 note,” she retorts.

“Er… yes, that’s right, the same guy messed in my pants as well.”

  

CIH