From the November 2010 magazine.

At Wit's End

Oldie but goodie

It's two o'clock in the morning. The phone rings. A very drunk voice asks, "Harry there?"

"There's no Harry here," growls the half-asleep owner of the phone. "You've got the wrong number."

Five minutes later the phone rings again. "Lemme talk to Harry."

"You've got the wrong number!"

Another five minutes and the same thing.



Five more minutes go by. The phone rings. This time the irate but wise citizen answers, "Alcoholics Anonymous!"

The phone goes dead and stays quiet for the rest of the night.

-- NORM D.

Ypsilanti, Mich.