A man’s love for alcohol landed him in hot water with his wife. She issued a stern warning: “Come home drunk again, and I’m leaving.” But, undeterred, he stumbled into his favorite pub and indulged in one too many.
As the night wore on, his inebriated state took a messy turn – literally. Vomiting all over his shirt, he panicked, knowing his wife’s patience had worn thin. A friendly ear nearby offered a clever solution.
“Put £20 in your jacket pocket,” his friend suggested. “Tell your wife someone threw up on you, and they gave you the money for dry cleaning.” The plan seemed foolproof.
At home, the wife’s anger simmered as she took in her husband’s disheveled state. “I’m leaving,” she declared. But the husband, quick-thinking, spun the tale. “No, no, someone was sick on me. He gave me £20 for the dry-cleaning bill.”
Intrigued, the wife dug into his jacket pocket and pulled out not one, but two £20 notes. Her eyes narrowed. “Why are there two?” she asked, suspicion creeping into her voice.
The husband’s hasty response became comedic gold: “Oh, the other £20? That’s from the guy who…ah…shat in my pants.” The ridiculous excuse hung in the air, a testament to the desperation of a man trying to save face – and his marriage.
