Two buddies, Lyle and Larry, are getting very drunk at a bar when suddenly Larry throws up all over himself.  “Oh, no!  Now me wife will kill me.”

“Don’t worry, pal,” Lyle says.  “Just tuck a twenty in your breast pocket and

tell your wife that someone threw up on you and gave you twenty dollars for the dry cleaning bill.”

So they stay for another couple of hours and get even drunker.  Eventually Larry stumbles home and his wife is waiting.  “You reek of alcohol and you’ve puked all over yourself.  My God, you’re disgusting.”

Speaking very carefully so as not to slur his words, Larry says, “Wainaminit.  I can e’splain everthin.  I only had a cupla drrrinks.  But this other--guy got ssick on me.  He had one too many and he juss koudin hold hizz liquor.  He said hes was verrry sorry an’ gave me twennie bucks for the cleaning bill.”

His wife looks in the breast pocket and says, “But this is forty bucks.”