The Irish Driver

An Irishman who had a little to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road. A cop pulls him over...

"So," says the cop to the driver, "where have you been?"

- Why, I've been to the pub of course - slurs the drunk.

"Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink this evening".

- I did all right - the drunk says with a smile.

"Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, "that a few intersections back, your wife fell out of your car?"

- Oh, thank heavens - sighs the drunk.

"For a minute there, I thought I'd gone deaf!"