This is My House

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The Policeman had stopped the man for obvious drunken
driving, but since the guy had a clean record, he made
him park the car and took him home in the patrol car.
"Are you sure this is your house?" the cop asked as
they drove into a rather fashionable neighborhood.

"Shertainly!" said the drunk, "and if you'll just open
the door f'me, I can prove it to ya." Entering the
living room, he said, "You shee that piano? Thash mine.
You shee that giant television set? Thast mine too. Now
follow me."

The police officer followed the man as he shakily
negotiated the stairs to the second floor. The drunk
pushed open the first door they came to. "Thish ish my
bedroom," he announced. "Shee the bed there? Thast
mine! Shee that woman lying in the bed? Thash my wife.
An' see that guy lying next to her?

"Yeah?" the cop replied suspiciously. Beginning at this
point to seriously doubt the man's story.

"Well, thash me!"


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