Hank, you've had too much to drink tonight, pull over and take a break for a minute....
Hank: No, No... I'm fine, we're in a hurry here no time to rest...
A few blocks later, Hank hits a parked car. A couple of passengers speak up this time and say:
Hank move over and let one of us drive.
Hank: No, can't you see this is urgent? We don't have time to change drivers.
A mile later, Hank T-Bones a truck and the vehicle is totalled....
"Now look what you've done Hank, one of our passengers got hurt."
Hank says:follow me!
As he quickly commandeers and carjacks another vehicle.
He heads onto the freeway and opens a fresh bottle of scotch and quickly quaffs half of it down and says:
Here drink this stuff, what's the matter are you losing your nerve?
Passenger: Give me that bottle... (gulps a mouthful) Whatever you say Hank, just puleeze get us to our destination before we crash again...
The injured passenger breathes his last breath...
Hank: OK throw him out of the car, we need to reduce our load here.
Hank opens another bottle and passes it around...
Passengers: Whatever you say Hank... Just get us THERE...
Suddenly a black and white vehicle with sirens and red lights flashing pulls up next to the car...
Passenger: Hank they want you to pull over...
Hank: Nonsense, that's officer Bernanke, he's our escort...
Passenger: But Hank, where exactly ARE we going.
Hank: I'm not sure yet, I'll let you know when I think we're there... HERE..
Opens another bottle of scotch....











