A very drunk man finally staggered up to his front door at six o’clock in the morning. His hair was sticking up in every direction, his shirt was half untucked, and his shoes didn’t even match. He fumbled with his keys, nearly falling over twice before managing to open the door. Inside, his long-suffering wife had been awake all night, sitting in the living room with her arms crossed and her patience completely gone.
The moment he stepped inside, she jumped up and unleashed everything she’d been holding in. “Do you have any idea what time it is?” she shouted. “I’ve been waiting up all night! You better have a very good reason for coming home blind drunk at this hour of the morning!” Her voice echoed through the house, sharp and furious, making it clear this was not going to end well for him.
The man squinted at her, trying to focus through his blurry vision. He leaned against the wall to steady himself, swaying slightly as he thought hard for a moment. Then, with a crooked smile spreading across his face, he finally answered. “I do,” he said proudly, slurring just a little. His wife glared at him. “Well?” she demanded. “Let’s hear it.”
He straightened up as best he could, lifted his finger like he was making an important point, and said, “I’m late… because I was at a free all-you-can-drink party.” The room went silent for a second. His wife blinked. “A free all-you-can-drink party?” she repeated slowly. “And where exactly was that?”
The man grinned even wider and replied, “At the dentist’s office.”
