Rusty Shackleford
Automotive M.D.
Late at night, a drunken Galvy was on his knees beneath a street-light, evidently looking for something. A passer-by, being a good Samaritan, offered to help. "What is it you have lost?" he asked.
"My watch," replied the drunk. "It fell off when I tripped over the pavement."
The passer-by joined in the search but after a quarter of an hour, there was still no sign of the watch. "Where exactly did you trip?" asked the passer-by.
"About half a block up the street," replied the drunk.
"Then why are you looking for your watch here if you lost it half a block up the street?"
The drunk said: "Because the light's a lot better here."
"My watch," replied the drunk. "It fell off when I tripped over the pavement."
The passer-by joined in the search but after a quarter of an hour, there was still no sign of the watch. "Where exactly did you trip?" asked the passer-by.
"About half a block up the street," replied the drunk.
"Then why are you looking for your watch here if you lost it half a block up the street?"
The drunk said: "Because the light's a lot better here."
